Chapter 112. Cutting Blood Saga: pt. 4

“If we were to talk about sides, weren’t I already on your bad side, seeing as you tried to kill me?” I query with a smile, looking down at Saltusa who is about three to five inches below me.

“Well, let us say that was the past.” She shrugs. “Join me. Join the project. You could be of great value.”

I huff. “Zachili already enlightened me on your tricky system. Don’t spend your saliva. I know you’ll simply use and discard me just like you did his father and mine.”

“Oh, those grungy old fellows.” Saltusa swipes her hand across the air in dismissal. “They were outdated. Oh, and… speaking of your father, I’m grossed out at how he ran his mouth to his lawyer. He should not have mention the project. Now I cannot help but imagine what the headlines would be like by noon, ‘Country Zee’s previous president murdered by his own psycho daughter’.” The bastard moves closer, raising her chin to set a recalcitrant eyes on me. Swears, I could almost feel her breath on my face as sh