Chapter 85: Serial killer- 1
Silas’s POV
"Okay then, bye."
Just then, I heard a clicking sound, like a photo being taken. I looked around but didn’t see anything or anyone. Maybe it was just my imagination.
I turned to leave, and as I was walking away, I noticed Theron was still standing there, looking at me.
Still, I left. Why should I bother thinking about why Theron looks sad or whatever? Blah blah blah.
I went to Atlas. "Where’s the taxi?"
"I called, but it’ll take 15 minutes to arrive. Why don’t we use the company car? It’s still parked nearby."
"No, Atlas. I can’t use something that’s not meant for me."
"What do you mean?"
Atlas’s face showed that he didn’t understand what I just said.
When I first came, everything was simply given to me without me even asking. And at first, I was happy.