Chapter 98 Wynter's Questioning

The other party wasn't someone who knew Wynter before. After all, her identity was safe now. However, no matter who it was, attacking her in the alley was equivalent to a violation of her taboo—Margaret lived there. The gangster trembled, scared to death. He stammered, "I–I don't know! Miss, we usually do odd jobs. We'll do anything if the client pays us. I don't know who asked us to come here!" His words sounded confused, and something sounded wrong to Wynter. She demanded, "Are you taking illegal orders?" "Uh..." the gangster looked at his leader, who lay on the ground. When she didn't get a response, Wynter stepped on the man's hand. The man curled up in pain, shouting desperately, "Yes! W–we're taking illegal orders!" She moved her foot away, looking at the man who turned pale with fright. "It seems you're the leader. Tell me what the order was." "Doesn't matter how we do it, but we must get you out of Southdale." He raised his aching hand, afraid to provoke her. He asked,