Someone was taking away Hazel's rings. A thief? It puzzled Ranon because a thief would be the least of his worries. None of the people around the house tended to steal something.
What the fuck was going on?
"Ranon, if I were you, I would not do it this way." Daniel had stopped cursing at his brother; now he looked very composed, but this only meant he had more up his sleeve. "You will regret this. You are going to lose."
Ranon glanced at him as he stared at the red dot that moved faster. That person is driving? Riding? Definitely, they were not running, since it wouldn't be this fast.
"What? Do you sense something is not right?" Daniel caught the change in Ranon's expression. He didn't conceal it well. "I told you; I don't come this far without any preparation."
