"I don't know why he was killed, either. When Ellison found him, he already died. I promise I would get revenge for him. I would tie the murderer up and take him to you. You can do whatever you want to him."
His voice sounded low and cold. He squeezed those words one by one as if it was so hard for him to talk.
At this moment, Edie's mind had already in a mass. She was in such a mass that she couldn't notice something wrong with Stuart.
She didn't know why she suddenly recalled what she saw at William's castle.
She stood upstairs, seeing a man being shot. The blood poured out, wetting the floor. The dead man was dragged out.
"How...how did he die?" Edie asked.
"Shot," Stuart said in a powerful voice.
Gun....why was it a gun?
She kept thinking about what she saw at William's castle. It kept hurting her heart, like a sharp knife. Her head started aching hard. She couldn't think about anything at the moment. It was too painful.