Chapter 165

ETHAN

I stormed into the prison visitation room, my heart racing with anticipation, fueled by the burning desire for justice. The sterile air reeked of desperation, and the fluorescent lights above seemed to hum with tension.

Victor's smirk greeted me, a cold, calculated smile that twisted his features into a grotesque mask. His eyes gleamed with malevolent intent, sparkling like polished onyx in the harsh light.

"You're a hard man to kill," Victor drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm, each word a deliberate taunt.

I slammed my fists on the metal table, the clang echoing through the room like a battle cry. "You're running out of time," I growled, my voice low and menacing.

Victor chuckled, a low, menacing sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Time's on my side," he declared, his confidence unnerving.

Our eyes locked, the air thickening with tension, heavy with the weight of unresolved conflict. The silence between us crackled with electricity, a live wire waiting to spark