Today Lamiela and I visited the twins again. Hanz couldn't focus on the ceiling, it looked like he was trying to conceal his anger. "He was probably aiming for Phoveous stomach. A silver bullet there would've definitely killed him," Hanz added bluntly.
My jaw dropped open. I don't know why I still felt a sense of shock that Austin really wanted Phoveous dead. Maybe it was also the fact that he just missed Phoveous's stomach by mere inches. He could've killed Phoveous or Hanz and just... got away with it. Hanz clicked and suddenly threw the white bed sheets off his lower half, revealing his hospital dress, and it wouldn't have been the base if the dress wasn't grey like most other things. He then started to slowly pull up his dress, humming some kind of seductive song. My concern began to
