Chapter 92
( STEPHEN'S POV )
At the police station.
I sat in the cell with gritted teeth. Soon.... Soon, I would be released.
It was funny how Quinn could have the heart to imprison me.
"After all our friendship..." I clicked my tongue.
I would show them.... All of them....
I couldn't imagine how they could.... God....
A sound at the cell door made me raise my head.
As I did, my gaze met with that of my godfather.
Brendon King...
"Someone is here to see you." The policeman that I hated the most said.
I got up gently, and was led out by the policeman.
As the three of us walked over to a room, I wondered why Brendon had come all the way to my cell.
What had taken him so long to visit?
Brendon calmly sat on one of the chairs amongst the two in the room.
Stephen sat opposite him without a word. Both of them engaged in an eye glaring contest for some minutes.
Then Brendon cleared his throat,
"Is that how you welcome your godfather?" He tapped his walking stick on the floor gently.
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