Chapter 1812
The moment Axel saw him, his breathing hitched, his chest heaving with exertion.
He locked eyes with Warrick, a predatory, murderous fury blazing in his gaze-the look of a man staring down a lifelong nemesis.
Warrick didn’t even flinch. If anything, his tone was deceptively gentle. “Do you want to live p>
Rizzo balked, clearly stunned.
Axel just glared at him, refusing to speak.
Warrick continued, “You’re young. It would be a shame to die here. Tell me who your accomplices are, and I’ll let you walk p>
Axel’s brow twitched. Rizzo interjected, “He has accomplices p>
Warrick shot Rizzo a withering look. “You really think he pulled off a mass extraction of all those kids by himself? Even if he broke them out, how would one man transport them? You absolute idiot p>
Withering under Warrick’s icy stare, Rizzo swallowed hard. “You’re right. I wasn’t thinking p>
Warrick rolled his eyes in disgust and turned back to Axel. “I’m willing to drop the hunt for the children. I’ll even guarantee your safety. All I want are the names of your accomplices p>
Warrick was a calculating man. Losing a shipment of kids was a financial hit, but hardly a catastrophic one.
They could always source more. There was no shortage of vulnerable targets in the world.
However, having highly trained operatives embedded in his inner circle was a fatal security breach.
Until he rooted out every last rat, he wouldn’t sleep a wink.
Finding those operatives was the only reason he was here today.
Axel let out a raspy, blood-choked laugh. “You want to know? I’ll take their names to my grave p>
Warrick’s brow furrowed. Axel sneered, “Cole Law. Karma is coming for you. The universe doesn’t let filth like you walk away clean. If I can’t kill you, someone else will p>
“You’re going to die screaming, and I’ll be waiting in hell to watch it happen p>
Cole Law p>
Rizzo stiffened in shock, instinctively glancing at Warrick.
‘Cole Law’ was the name Warrick had used before escaping to Mariana Land, a dark chapter of his
that practically no one alive. knew about.
How the hell did Eagle know that?
Warrick’s face tightened into a mask of pure menace. He gripped Axel’s jaw, studying his bruised face for a long, heavy moment before snapping his fingers at the mercenaries, ordering them out of the room. Once the door clicked shut, he lowered his voice to a dangerous hum. “Have we crossed paths before p>
Axel spat blood on the floor. “You’re a monster p>
Outraged, Rizzo unholstered his
me
pistol and jammed it against Axet’s temple You watch your mouth when you speak to hunt Give the one reason why I shouldn’t blow your brains out right now p>
Axel didn’t even flinch, his piercing glare remaining locked on Warrick.
Warrick swatted Rizzo’s gun away. “Clean his face. Wipe off all the blood p>
Confused but obedient, Rizzo grabbed a fresh bucket of water and a rag, hastily scrubbing the grime and blood from Axel’s face.
Warrick took a seat, his gaze never leaving the prisoner. “Before his cover was blown, did he ever ask about me p>
“Never,” Rizzo replied, shaking his head. “How does he know you? Bad blood p>
Warrick ignored him. As the blood was washed away, revealing the sharp contours of Axel’s face, Warrick stared intently.
Suddenly, his eyes widened in sheer panic. He shot out of his chair as if he’d been burned. “You… What is your connection to him p>
Axel gave a slow, chilling smile. “Are you too much of a coward to even say his name p>
Warrick swallowed hard, visibly trembling. “You didn’t come here running from the cops. You came here for me. You… you want revenge p>
Axel’s eyes were as cold as ice.
Yes, he had come for him.
Warrick was the monster he had been hunting for two decades.
Months ago, Axel had fabricated a criminal record, claiming he was fleeing from the Zhinoran authorities to infiltrate Mariana Land.