Chapter 191: It was done by a lunatic

Yosef sat on the sofa next to the bed, holding tissues and carefully wiping off the blood splattered on his hands.

After wiping them clean, he picked up a cigarette from a nearby box, lit it, and casually took a puff.

At his feet lay a slightly overweight man.

There was also a bloodstained ashtray.

Patrick walked over and checked for any signs of life in Reed.

There was none.

"Drag the body away and dispose of it," Patrick stood up and instructed his men behind him.

Then he respectfully lowered his head towards the man on the sofa. "Mr. Nelson, your clothes have been brought to you."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

A man behind him walked forward, carrying a custom-made black shirt.

Yosef extinguished his cigarette, stood up, unbuttoned his shirt, and took it off.

The man's physique contradicted his frail appearance; he was strong and muscular, with a faint outline of an eight-pack abs.

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