Ian paused his movements. He who was about to light his cigarette, immediately put it away.
Not because Ramon said Hailee would hate the smell, oh, Ian would gladly blow the smoke at Ramon's face and make this man have to suffer in the bathroom, scrubbing his body hard to get rid of the pungent smell of cigarettes.
But because the way Ramon looked at Ian was terrifying. It was as if Ian dared to try and light his cigarette, then Ramon himself would shove the cigarette into Ian's mouth so he could swallow it whole.
This man was terrible and his cruelty was on a whole different level when Hailee wasn't by his side.
"So what do you know about the people who told you to kill me?" Ramon said this lightly, as if this kind of topic was his daily conversation.
Ian couldn't imagine how many threats came Ramon's way for him to be so calm even though his life was in danger.
