Chapter 42

DREXON I watch Luneth sleeping peacefully on the bed and then my phone begins ringing, without thinking too much about it, I step away from the bed and slam the phone to my ears. "I got something on the attacker." "Please, some good news finally," I hear Henry sigh. My tone with him is not normal, and I know it, but how can I think straight when someone has tried to kill my wife right under my nose? They must be bold, and I feel even worse because I am sure that this is an attack on me and not her. How dare they try to make her suffer? "The attacker has a clean digital footprint and according to the police, he is refusing to talk about who sent him and keeps on insisting that he was working alone. CCTV footage from the front desk at the time of the attack is wiped off cleanly, and the hotel staff can't identify what the problem is," he explains. All of the information is not a lot to take in, but I still can't understand any of it. "What do you mean? You said that you got something, bu