Lucien's pov
"Sir...sir, the key please"
Still under the influence of rage and bloodlust watching those two, I almost forgot the man at the counter.
"I still need to ask a few more questions before I let you go Mr Donovan", He said squinting his pale eyes and trying to adjust his glasses as he stared at me.
"What do you mean by questions...I've already told you I'm Mr Donovan..."
The aggravating feeling within me almost slipped through my tone as I queried. It got extremely difficult to contain my impatience as the keys sunk tightly into my grip, I knew It was necessary not to blow my cover but I just felt the suppressing urge to end the conversation with him in a pool of his own blood.
"Hey mister, don't act smart with me...I see your kind almost every time here...you think you c
