Veins of Vengeance
I looked around, at the fluid that was being passed through my veins, at the heavily-antiseptic smelling room.
His gaze hardened at my question, and his jaw twitched, as he threw his head to the side. “You were poisoned, Mi Cara,” he gritted through his teeth, “right under my nose.”
“And look,” he rose to his feet then, gesturing to the center of the room, “we have the perpetrator.”
I gasped as my eyes fell upon the brown-haired, young-looking man with a yakuza-type tattoo on his neck, noticing him for the first time since the lights came on, and my eyes adjusted.
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