Chapter 281

The cold metal pressed against his skin, and the chill spread from his forehead, crawling over his scalp like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water on him, freezing him from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet.

His hand froze in midair, still holding the phone, his finger hovering over the button, not daring to move a muscle.

Jackal swallowed with difficulty, slowly lifting his eyes.