Crossfire 22

I looked back at Gregory Shaw and his terrifying angry face.

"Whoa... are you threatening me?" I asked nonchalantly before taking another sip of my mineral water.

He was silent for a few minutes before repeating his question. "Where's Lana?"

I looked at his two fangs, which seemed slightly sharper than Erik's yesterday. If Erik was a Leech, then this guy was a Volder.

"I can't tell you where Lana is even if I wanted to." I answered, weighing whether I should tell him about Lana's request. "Lana gave me specific instructions, she asked me not to tell you, and I want to respect her request," I continued with a thin smile.

Gregory clenched his jaw until a crunching sound came out of his mouth. "Did she tell you why?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I don't know why but seeing him angry was also enjoyable. I remembered Alice's story earlier about Gregory hunting for Valkyrie power decades ago. What a fool, I thought while smiling broader.

"Maybe she doesn't like you? Hey, Shaw, I don't mean to b