Killer Resting Face

Villain Ch 410. Killer Resting Face

The sun was peeking over the city skyline, casting long shadows across the gym floor. The time was 08.30 AM. Allen and Gerry had already hit the treadmills, and as they pounded away at their morning cardio, they caught up on life's latest twists and turns.

Gerry, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead, looked over at Allen, his eyes widening as if he'd just been hit with an electric jolt. "You serious, man?" he blurted out between gasps, his legs pounding on the treadmill. The excitement and relief in his voice were palpable, mingling with the rhythmic thumping of his sneakers against the treadmill's rubber surface.

Allen shot him a wide grin, his face flushed from the workout but lit up by an inner glow. "No joke, buddy," he replied, the hint of a triumphant smile playing at the corners of his lips. "We still gotta get that DNA test done to be a hundred percent sure, but everything we dug up so far, it all lines up."