Everyone stood outside the mansion, under the open sky, with cold wind surrounding them like a curse of the night.
Sergei stood in the very front with his hands in his pants pockets. He stared at the ladder inclined against the wall with a blank look on his face, but his eyes seemed to glow with a menacing wrath.
"Start speaking." Sergei's voice came out low and rough. It was enough for his men to begin explaining the chaos that led to her escape.
"That lunatic came out of nowhere, and all he did was run around the mansion. You have ordered us not to kill him so that's why we didn't aim our guns at him. However, while he had us distracted, someone from the other side threw a ladder in. She climbed that ladder and jumped off. That lunatic slipped out of our fingers, too." One of his men
