Chapter 156

On Stephen's end, Susan lay lifeless on the ground, her throat slit by one of the men assigned to guard her at the base. She had died on the spot. The killer was quickly subdued by other personnel at the facility. By the time Stephen arrived, the man was already dead, blood pouring from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. When Stephen stepped into the underground chamber, Susan's body had already been covered with a white sheet. A large pool of blood had gathered beneath her. Next to her lay the corpse of the man who killed her. It was Garret McMiller, a trusted operative who had worked for Stephen for years. Lawrence, the person in charge of the base, stood beside Stephen, his voice trembling. "Mr. Jacobson, Garret and Quincy were on duty tonight. For some reason, Garret suddenly turned on Susan. He was fast and precise, and his strike hit a fatal point. Quincy tried to stop him, but it was too late." Stephen's brows furrowed deeply. He stared at the dark, vivid pool of blood on