Chapter Fourteen
[Iodine's POV]
Lawrence and I skid into the kitchen to find Badru pinning a squirming man on the ground. He must have been nearly a foot taller than the chef, and twice as wide. The chef was bleeding from the side of his shaved head, and I could see his ear was torn. Half the kitchen must have been knocked to the floor or otherwise demolished. Lawrence pounced, pushing the chef off and immobilising the man beneath him.
Like the dead body at the border, he was wearing a neon orange vest, stained in blood and dirt, but the rest of his clothing was a dirty camo green. "Get off me you damn ox!" The man spat and growled.
"I found him by the electric box outside, cutting wires." Badru panted. "I was taking out the kitchen waste. He tried to get in when he noticed me."
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