Chapter 57: Perfect work of Art.
Chief’s soul left him the moment he saw who just walked into his hospital ward. He blinked vigorously with unknown fear and his weak body immediately turned energized to run in case of anything.
Logan smirked seeing Chief’s reaction as he walked in. He scanned Chief body from head to toe and nodded his head with satisfaction.
He gave him a simple solution but Chief was strongly adamant not to let out a drop of Alfred’s secrets he was keeping so, Logan with his loving heart, gave him a near-death experience. Seeing he was going to die if he kept on resisting, Chief agreed.
Thinking he would be left alone so he would think of a way out, later on, the beast called Logan demanded the secrets at that spot, and without lying, Chief let out all of the secrets even to Adele rape details and Arissa threatened marriage.
Chief chest heaved violently and he tightly held onto his bedsheet to be strong enough and not let his fear show.
He warned Alfred. He did.
But what did Alfred say - that the boy would forever be tameable and now, is this the tameable bastard?
Logan’s smirk turned friendly as he came close to the bed and taking a stool to the bed, he sat beside Chief’s bed and stared into his eyes.
"Alfred came here," Logan initiated surely, not taking his eyes off Chief eyes and that alone was strong enough to stop the poor middle-aged man from lying so, he just gently nodded his head.
"Mmh," Logan hummed in approval to Chief’s reply, and with a lazy drop of his left leg, he asked straightly, "So, what did you tell him concerning your injuries?" his eyes scanning all over Chief body.
Chief body was badly covered with injuries and seeing it would make a normal person throw up but not Logan. Rather, he took pleasure starting at his "perfect work of art".