Chapter 175: Karma
Chapter: Karma
Logan watched as the black-suited agent sat trembling on the pristine white floor of the Central Vista.
A faint sigh escaped Logan’s lips as he walked toward the man, his movements deliberate and unhurried.
His imposing figure loomed over the agent, who stared at him with a mix of fear and disbelief.
Extending a strong, calloused hand, Logan spoke in a voice that carried both reassurance and an undeniable threat.
"If you behave properly," he said, his tone calm but edged with steel, "I’ll have no reason to bother you. But cross the line again, and I won’t hesitate to cut your throat."
The agent hesitated, his eyes darting nervously between Logan’s outstretched hand and his face.
Suspicion clouded his expression, but after a deep breath, he cautiously reached out and grasped Logan’s hand.
Logan’s grip was firm but not crushing as he pulled the agent to his feet with ease.
Releasing the man’s hand, Logan turned on his heel and began walking toward the far end of the room. "Come with me," he said without looking back. "I’ll show you our progress so far."
"What kind of a psychopath is he? First he scares me, and then he has to get me up with his own hands. I am not able to understand it at all. Now I understand why my senior was telling me to deal with him carefully." Agent thought