Julian's body fell to the floor, lying there with his head at a weird angle.
A big puddle of blood started to spread out across the white marble of the terrace.
I looked at the body again, then I just stood there for a moment. I thought I would feel bad or something… maybe a sense of remorse or guilt, but it never came.
I straightened my suit jacket, suddenly noticing a bit of blood on my cuff. Groaning, I pulled out my handkerchief and wiped it, but it only smudged deeper into the fabric. Guess I’d have to change it, but that could wait for now.
I grabbed Julian by the ankles and pulled him towards the ornamental bushes that went along the edge of the terrace.
He was extremely heavy but still had a lot of strength from the Wraith, so it was not that hard to move him.
I pushed Julian
