Chapter 68: Culprit No. 2 ( Killian’s POV )
As soon as the maniac started playing How to be a Millionaire on the stage with billionaires as his players, I got out.
The summer air was suffocating. My heart was pumping out of my chest.
I could feel tears gathering in the corners of my eyes.
The statues- the d-mned statues keeping me captive under their stare, incapable of breathing, incapable of coping with what went down in that mansion.
Why?
Why is he always ten steps ahead of me?...
This was my chance. My opportunity to get Luther back and yet-
He controlled everyone- every single person in that room. The alphas, me, Claus, and Cassian.
The garden bench, despite its sturdiness, threatened to slide from under me as my nausea increased. What now?
What am I supposed to do?
How am I supposed to win?
I-I still have Damian planted in his house. He doesn’t seem interested in anyone else, but he kept Damian.