CHAPTER 55

Mr. Timber favored one leg as he walked, his expression a mask of discomfort. Even though Mr. Timber tried to hide the injury, it was obvious that his footsteps were uneven.

Paul’s thought traced back to the last time they met. He was doing fine then and nothing was wrong with his legs but what changed?

He then remembered how he escaped the hospital. He recalled that there was an accident involving a second patrol vehicle after he had escaped the tree trunk expertly with Camille. Could that be why he was laughing? Paul knew that there was a high chance that he was inside the patrol vehicle.

Yippee! Paul rejoiced inwardly. There was no need to provoke him any further. His limping legs were going to be more than enough for him to have his face reddened with anger.

Paul kept clicking the glass cup and even though it got the attention of those around him, it didn't get his intended target - Mr. Timber.

Another idea crossed Paul’s mind.

He stood up with a glass of wine held in his hand, h
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