Chapter 13.

Ethan's hands were chained and confined, his upper body was naked, and large bruises appeared on his scarred skin. Two burly men wheeled their wooden clubs and greeted him without mercy. The sweet, fishy taste filled his mouth, and Ethan said nothing, silent with the pain, the sharpness in his eyes unmasked and aggressive. Like a wounded beast that still won't let go of its high head, his voice is hoarse, [Where's my Ethel?] [Where's Ethel?] All that answered him was a sneer. Hannah approaches, admiring his clanky look, rather sorry, [What's a cop for? It's still being cheated out of a job]. Ethan looks up at her, [You're Anna.] Finally guessed it, I've waited so long]. Anna, who has done all the wrong and bad things, turns out to be a doll-faced woman. Showing a self-deprecating smile, Ethan is stubborn in his attitude, [I want to see Ethel.] [Yeah.] Hannah can't get enough of this look of deep affection, her mind is all about the smoothness of his betrayal. Waving behind