Jackson nodded as he wanted to end their conversation as well.
At least, their topic was about another woman earlier.
His gaze moved toward the ground, his body frozen as he saw what happened to the dead man’s body.
“What the f**k,” Jackson muttered, the shock evident in his voice.
“Why? What is it?” Irene asked, her voice laced with curiosity. “I-Is it that bad?”
“The dead man’s body… It’s gone,” he explained, looking at the blood on some parts of the soil.
He added, “But other parts of his bones and body were here. His head and feet—”
“Stop!” Irene exclaimed, halting Jackson’s sentence. “Don’t give me all the details, okay? I-I don’t need to know which parts of his body were left!”
Jackson nodded. His face was now more serious than before.
“Maybe you heard rustles earlier, that
