Chapter 420 Bruise Matthew

As the first light seeped through the warehouse window, Matthew groaned, feeling like he'd been hit by a truck. Every part of him ached, especially his wrists and ankles where the ropes had been digging in. Blinking at the dusty sunbeams, he squinted around, trying to make out anything useful in the dimness. That’s when he noticed a knife glinting on the floor, as if left there on purpose. His first reaction was to mutter a few choice words about Eligos and his goons. “Son of a bitch! He could have just left it outside the warehouse.” Matthew muttered sarcastically. His muscles ached, his cheek throbbed from last night’s beating, and he could swear the left side of his face was swelling. “Eligos and his goons…I swear if I see them again, I will kill them in a blink of an eye.” he muttered, clenching his teeth as he scanned the ground for anything remotely sharp. Then he saw it: a knife. And not just any knife – a shiny, suspiciously well-placed knife a few feet away. Was this a