“You jerk! Where did you come from? The audacity to talk to me in that manner!” Luther’s eyes gleamed with evilness. He was never reckless in his moves. Even before a killing, he’d need to look into the background of his victim to avoid future troubles.

Dad! This is Dustin Rhys! He’s ruined our plans many times!” Oliver, who was standing behind his father, finally spoke. He and his sibling, Brody, had been defeated by Dustin multiple times.

“Oh, that was you?” Luther smirked.