Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1969

Zack's eyes bulged with shock as he stared at the man's familiar face.

Jonathan raised his gun again, aimed at the man, and with a deafening blast, the man's head exploded in a spray of crimson.

Dropping the gun, Jonathan stepped over the grotesque remains of the man's face, his voice indifferent as he commanded, "Notify Raiden, tell him to come clean up this mess!"

Mark immediately acknowledged the order.

Ten minutes later, Raiden arrived at the villa.

He gave Zack's body only a cursory glance before entering the villa to find the man sitting on the couch, puffing on a cigarette.

Mark pulled up the surveillance footage for Raiden to see.

In the video, Zack's car pulled up outside the villa. He scaled the wall, skulking in the shadows of the trees, and then began to climb up towards a second-floor window.

The footage went dark after that, leaving only the sounds of a woman's scream and gunshots.

Zack was shot and fell from the balcony.

"This window," Mark said to Raiden, "leads to Ms. Beverly's room."

Even behind the mask, it was clear that Raiden was visibly upset.

Jonathan extinguished his cigarette and said coolly, "Beverly was startled, so I didn't hesitate to shoot. I wasn't aware that Mr. Zack was one of your men, Mr. Raiden. My apologies!"

His mouth said sorry, but his tone carried not a hint of remorse, and even a touch of anger.

Raiden, feeling even more embarrassed, replied, "No, this incident is a disgrace. It's I who should apologize to Ms. Beverly."

"There's no need!" Sylvia appeared at the top of the stairs, dressed conservatively with a veil softly framing her face. "I believe this was Zack's own doing, unrelated to Mr. Raiden."

Standing up, Raiden said, "Anyway, I'm sorry for the trouble caused to Mr. Alvis and Ms. Beverly. Mr. Alvis, I am prepared to meet any demands you might have."

"No demands," Jonathan leaned casually against the couch, his voice laced with a venomous chill, "just tell your guys to be more careful and not to mess with me!"

"Rest assured, Mr. Alvis, nothing of this sort will happen again," Raiden said gravely, "I'll deal with Zack's body now and leave you two in peace."

"Hmm," Jonathan hummed noncommittally.