CHAPTER 95

Taron had removed his shirt and used to to wrap up his hand before proceeding to sit down on the floor. He had not spoken for hours and he kept on wondering when he would be found, because there was no way Rebecca was relying on the police only for help.

If that was the case, he might as well just start digging a hole, because he would not be able to get out of the prison he was put in.

“Why did you take off your shirt?” Taron looked up and saw Bo. He refused to give an answer and just kept on pressing on the shirt covering his wound.

“You don’t want to answer, huh?” Bo took off hos own shirt at threw it at Taron. It landed not far from where he sat. “Wear it, it would be more comfortable for you, I showered before coming.”

Taron did not know if the right move for him was to accept or reject the shirt, so he left the shirt on the ground and continued with what he was doing.

“Ugh, I know what you want.” Bo said and left to look around before going back to Taron with confl
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