“We’re done?” Although Lorenzo should have been happy to hear that, he asked in a rather afraid voice considering how the Lord didn’t even believe him in the first place.
And Lorenzo was right to be scared.
Regulus turned his face to look at one of his men and ordered, “Imprison him in the basement.”
Lorenzo felt as though he was falling down from an unending cliff when he heard that. He wanted to protest that since he had done the task that was assigned to him, he should be allowed to take his leave. It was the Lord who couldn’t digest the truth, which was not his fault.
However, he couldn’t even breathe properly when two of the men came to grab him, let alone produce any words from his mouth in protest. But some things did cross his mind.
