Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven.

Declan marched further into the Smith's residence, shooting everything in his way down. Even domestic staff were not spared.

He badged into Jordan's office and Jordan froze. His eyes flashed in shock at Declan's appearance. Declan looked like he just stepped out of a blood bath with the amount of blood stains on his body.

Without saying a word, Declan lifted the AK-47 he held and conked it, a finger placed on the trigger.

"Wait! Don't shoot!" Jordan seethed. He swallowed nervously as he eyed the gun Declan held.

"That was supposed to be a warning. I—the stupid boy I sent crossed the line." Jordan admitted, snapping his eyes shut and putting his two arms up in the air. His throat moved down and he swallowed the lump in it. He sat still, not moving and barely breathing, waiting for Declan to do something else aside kill him.

"In as much as I would love to blow your brains out right now, I need you alive—"

Jordan's eyes flicked open at Declan's words. He made to get up bu