Chapter 279

Goosebumps prickled across Thomson's skin. He was certain now that the masked man standing in front of him was a psychopath. His lips trembled uncontrollably as he kneeled on the ground, too frightened to rise. The masked man slumped into a black chair nearby, resting his face against one hand. With the silver mask obscuring his features, no one could possibly tell what he was thinking. Thomson dared not speak. Silence stretched between them until the masked man finally said, "She broke up with me." Thomson stiffened, his goosebumps prickling once more. Though this time, he wasn't sure if the "she" the man was referring to was Grace. However, as far as he knew, Grace had never had a boyfriend. Hadn't she been hopelessly following Yancey like a puppy? Who the hell was this lunatic, then? If Thomson wanted to survive, he needed to say what the man wanted to hear. "I'm sure she didn't mean it. Maybe she's waiting for you to reconcile with her. She probably can't let go of you," he s