"I need to get out of here. I can't stand being locked up with this lunatic any longer. If push comes to shove, I'll have to use my the favors."
Eric Vaughn narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.
As the only disciple of his three revered masters, they had entrusted him with all their personal connections before he left the mountains. But unless absolutely necessary, he had no intention of relying on those favors.
Just as he hesitated, the door to the holding cell swung open with a loud creak.
A young police officer stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "You, there's been a development in your case. Come with me."
Hearing this, a smug grin instantly curled at the corners of Eric's lips.
'Heh… Took them long enough.' By his calculations, the old man from the Kleinberg Family must have finally reached his limit. Without another dose of his special treatment, the so-called 'acupuncture' he had given would soon turn into a death sentence.
