Lucas swallowed hard, cold sweat dripping from his forehead into his eyes. He raised his bloody right hand to wipe it away.
"Tell me, damn it!"
"It's... Frederick."
The two men exchanged glances after hearing the name, a heavy silence setting between them. Noticing their reaction, Lucas smiled triumphantly. "I told you, you can't afford to offend this man."
Bradley calmly interjected, "That's not right."
Emanuel nodded in agreement. "I don't think that's right either."
The two men moved away from Lucas, speaking in hushed tones. Bradley continued, "If he were truly one of Frederick's men, how could he have given up so easily?"
Emanuel's eyes narrowed. "And there's no reason for him to send someone so stupid to drug you."
Bradley nodded. "Exactly."
Emanuel frowned and went back ins
