Cora's words came out with a pressure that made Edwin stagger backwards.
Her bold assumption and the possibility of it being true sent an arctic wave surging through his body.
He felt the hair on his body stand on edge and his head kept tingling in alarm.
As if planned, they both turned towards King's villa, looking at the door like he was standing there. None of them said anything for a full minute.
Together, without speaking their mind, they compared the similarities between the mystic Dark Knight and their peculiar neighbor.
There were more likenesses between these two than differences. Still, it didn't sound plausible that the Dark Knight just spoke to them.
"He isn't the Dark Knight." Edwin shook his head as if waking up from a nightmare.
He waved his hands in front of Cora wit
