Lauren’s POV
“How about the scar on his back that’s similar to the latest victim? How’d you explain that?” Timothy questioned me over a phone call as I expected him to do.
After my quite serious conversation with Mason yesterday, I feel like a thick fishbone was finally washed out of my throat after being stuck for a long period of time. I told Timothy the details about everything that had happened even the scar on Mason’s back.
“Well…I actually took a photo of that scar secretly when I was treating his wounds and showed it to the waiter at Ethereal’s earlier before I go to work and…” I explained to him again after taking a deep breath and enjoying the morning breeze at our rooftop, before cutting myself midway my sentence.
“And?” He followed.
“He said it wasn’t the same.” I to
