Chapter 1268

Including Ezra, three people were already dead. Meanwhile, Cassius had not even caught a glimpse of the killer, which made the situation even more terrifying. As he surveyed his surroundings, every shadow seemed threatening, and every rustle made him jump—his only thought was to get out of there as fast as possible. Just as he was about to make his escape, a heavy thud behind him made him freeze. When he turned around, he saw three of his men collapsed on the ground, each holding an empty glass of lemonade with only ice cubes remaining at the bottom. They were foaming at the mouth, their legs kicking wildly and hands grasping at thin air as if trying to catch something invisible. After a brief struggle, they went still—all three dead. Cassius felt his legs trembling, his mind completely blank with shock. Preston, who was equally terrified, whispered, "Cassius, we're dealing with someone dangerous here. What do we do now?" Cassius looked around frantically, feeling death lurking