"Behind? Behind all this? I don't understand."
Brett shouted.
Claud snapped his fingers, and Trevon poured another bucket of pepper water.
"Aargh!"
Brett's entire body was covered in wounds, stained with pepper water. That heart-wrenching pain pierced his heart.
His skin was completely red, and his veins bulged, twitching.
But he was unable to faint.
With Claud here, even if he wanted to die, he wouldn't.
"Can you say it now?"
"I really don't know... Claud, let me go. I don't know anything. It was all done by Nolan."
"My uncle specifically told me to interrogate you. You were in the Lapolla's house, and you personally said that you knew it. Now you beat around the bush... Haha, it seems that the punishment is not enough."
Claud gestured for Trevon to continue.
"Don't... Don't.
