CHAPTER 97

MITCH CHESTER

"SO YOU SEE? She is not hurt," Draco said, trying to pacify Mitch's raging beast. "She sent you a text as proof of life."

"Not yet," Mitch snarled. "With the way Dramien sounded, I don't have any doubts that they would harm her to get to me."

"I don't think they will, Mitch," Draco said. "You can't go mad now and go on a killing spree."

"You know me so well," Mitch muttered because that was exactly what he wanted to do.

"Now, you need to be level-headed and think of your next line of action,"

"Oh, I know my next line of action," Mitch smiled grimly. He uncorked a bottle of whiskey and drank from the bottle. He brought out his phone and stared at the message Anna had sent him 2 hours ago. "Council is on to you. Keeping me prisoner but don't worry. I will sort it out. Don't call." He scoffed. "Council has been on to me and my family for generations. Their efforts have been futile."

"Maybe not this time," Draco muttered.

Mitch scoffed. "Do you have anything new on the vam