Chapter 69 Care For a Drink

"We did ..." The young policewoman averted her gaze. She couldn't bear it.

She whispered softly, "Ms. Emerson, p-please accept my condolences. Ms. Begonia is ... gone."

Stevenson was a ruthless and cunning bastard.

Even though he couldn't confirm that Begonia played a part in Hannah's escape, he didn't let her off. Being the only person who had contact with Hannah, Begonia lost her life as he would rather kill her by mistake than let her go.

She was but a frail, pitiful girl. The blade had journeyed from purity to crimson within seconds. A few seconds that didn't delay his escape.

What it did do was allow him to vent his displeasure. Effortlessly.

Hannah's knees almost buckled. Her legs turned to jelly.

"Be careful." Darren's warm and steady hand grasped hers, and he said gently, "The dead can't come back to life. Don't be too upset."

"It ... it was because she helped me ..." Hannah's lips quivered, and a sense of helplessness surged within her. "Can I go see her?"

The body w