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John came downstairs and turned to Matilda. “I’m not sure when I’ll be back tonight, so lock the windows and doors
carefully.”
“Don’t worry,” she assured, and he left with Logan.
Both of them arrived at Logan’s clubhouse, which was a huge place with a basement in the backyard. It was in the
corner, and a flower stand was placed next to it. A few flower pots stood around it, hiding the entrance to the
basement located under the tree.
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As it was already nighttime and this area was not open to guests, it was a little dark in the yard. Logan hadn’t
instructed anyone to install any lighting here for the sole reason that the basement was meant for sneaky
businesses.
The entrance to the basement was covered with a wood plank, and a huge flower pot stood on top of it, but it was
moved aside now. When the plank was removed, the entrance, which looked like a well with a rope ladder on the
side, was revealed.
It was pitch black inside, but John took a step down without hesitation with Logan following behind. About seven feet
deep into the ground, they landed, and John whisked out his cell phone for light. The place was quite spacious, and
after scanning around with light, he found the person he was looking for—a man thrown to the floor with his hands
tied to his back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLogan turned on the only light source in the basement, which was a low wattage light that emitted a dim lighting,
casting an eerie atmosphere to the place.
Looking around, John saw that there was nothing in this basement, so he hoisted the man up and propped him
against the wall in a sitting position.
They didn’t know if that man had fallen asleep or passed out earlier, but he slowly opened his eyes after being
shaken. With his eyes half-opened, he tried to adjust to the light in the room.
A little frustrated at the sight of the man, Logan stepped up and gave him a kick. “Open your eyes! Are you still
thinking about sleeping at this time?” Then, he gave the man another kick on his chest, and that man grunted
softly.
John raised his hand and patted his shoulder. “Be gentle. If you keep this up, you might send him on his way soon.”
Logan went over his words and backed down, knowing that he was a person who didn’t know his own strength.
Subsequently, John lowered himself to stare at the man and saw that he was pale and rather weak.
“Why are you following Sophia?” he asked.
Chuckling lightly, the man answered, “Because she’s pretty, and I like pretty girls.”
The moment his reply reached Logan’s ears, he came up and gave him another kick again, but it landed on his
face, and John didn’t say a thing this time. Almost instantly, blood trickled down his nostril, and he tilted his head,
but as his hands were bound, he couldn’t wipe it away.
With an icy look on his face, John said, “If you tell the truth, you won’t have to suffer that much. If you don’t, you
might not walk out of here.”
It seemed like the man still had some integrity as he didn’t utter a word, and John smirked. “I’ve seen more than
enough of people like you who think that you can pull through if you just bear with it. That’s amusing.” Standing up,
he went on, “I have countless ways to torment you to spill the beans, but I would still like to give you a chance in the
beginning. If you speak up first, then we can all save the trouble.”
Hesitating, the man then turned to him. “I like pretty girls, and I think she’s kind of cute. I merely secretly took a
few pictures of her, and I’ll just delete them if it really bothers you.”
John sighed. “Forget it. Looks like you really don’t plan to say anything.” Spinning around to face Logan, who looked
like he was not done manhandling the guy, he grinned. “Prepare some things for me and try to gather them. You
don’t have to do this yourself. I won’t let this guy have it easy.”
Gritting his teeth, Logan pointed a finger at that man and hissed. “Just you wait.”
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