Chapter 22

"Thanks, Andrew! Thanks a ton, man!" Sob sob sob... They couldn't help but feel terrified. That guy—Alexander—was the embodiment of nightmare. Clara got to her feet just then and patted Andrew on the shoulder. "Now that we've gotten even, it's time to head out." Andrew didn't hesitate and immediately went after her. Alexander walked out right behind them. Jake and the rest staggered after him, leaning on each other. As for the mess inside, Alexander had already arranged for his men to clean it up. Outside, night had fallen. This part of the city wasn't exactly lively—streetlights were sparse and flickering, some still waiting to be set up. Clara noticed Alexander was still trailing them. She turned to Andrew and said, "Stay here for a sec." Then she walked ahead. Alexander quickly caught up. When they were far enough not to be heard, he puffed up his cheek and whined, "Clara..." Clara shot him a look. "This how you manage your people?" "I've got way too many guys under me. How could I