Chapter 197. The Ones Left Behind

Lucien

Lucien Delano’s underground prison, the one that was rumoured to be at the bottom of the Club was actually situated at a location that not many people knew of. At the bottom of a disused factory located in the vast empty spaces somewhere close to the Mexican border, it was a holding area as secure and anonymous as they come.

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Paul

Paul Worthington had woken up at a little after midnight to find strange men in his bedroom. He had wisely enough, taken refuge in a tiny motel on the highway and was confident that no one would trace him down to this sleazy place.

He was wrong.

Now he sat up, as the darkness around him shifted. Men—silent men with guns—surrounded him.

“ Hiya Boys, what’s going on?’ he said in his squeaky voice, although a cold feeling of dread was unfurling in his stomach.

The men had not replied. They had hauled him away silently, still in his nightshirt, and whisked him off to an