Despite Sebastian’s non-response, Tiffany continued screaming and hurling threats at him which irked him further. Once again, his gun was pointed at her.
“I’ll ask you again. Where is Charles?”
Bang!
He pulled the trigger instantly.
This time around, Sebastian aimed for her other shoulder. Due to the close proximity, the bullet bore a hole right through her flesh and created a depression on the soil behind her.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” Her agonizing shrieks filled the air once more.
That zero-hesitation shot he made was plenty sufficient for Tiffany to know that this man was serious. He could kill her right now if he wanted to. She felt fear coursing through her veins, so strong that she was trembling amidst her pain.
Who is this psycho acting out here? I’m Tiffany Jadeson for god’s sake!
“W-Who are you?” It took every ounce of courage left within her to ask.
“Sebastian Hayes.” His choice to reply was already a benevolent act considering it came from him. Deep down, he was trying his best to surpass his irritation.
Hearing his answer, Tiffany froze.
He’s Sebastian? Shin’s son? The man even Dad and Eric could not get rid of!
Now that she unmasked his identity, everything about him from head to toe screamed terror. She hugged herself into a ball, trying to make herself less conspicuous.
But the fear Tiffany felt for her life was so overwhelming, she misunderstood Sebastian’s purpose for coming here and accidentally blurted out, “Y-You’re here to rescue Sabrina, aren’t you? I’ll tell you her whereabouts! She’s at Building 13, Seaview Apartment, Room 601. She’s still alive!”
Sebastian tilted his head slightly. This was obviously his sister they were talking about, yet he remained unfazed. For the first time, Tiffany noticed how his pair of alluring eyes were hollow and cold, devoid of any emotions. If eyes could kill, this would have been it.
“Don’t make me repeat myself. Where is he?”
There was a few seconds of silence.
Bang!
That mere second of hesitation cost Tiffany one of her legs.
“Ahhhhh!” At this point, after receiving three gunshots, she was bawling her eyes out from the intense pain. “I’ll tell you! P-Please don’t shoot me anymore!”
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