An odd laughter escaped Douglas's lips as he stared at Mark in disdain.

　　"You do have some guts. I see why you must have been sent down here. What makes you think I would listen to you?"

　　Mark spat out a bloody spittle. Using the remaining strength inside of him, he tried to make Douglas see reason.

　　"The only reason they are both here is because of me. They knew nothing about my plans. Seth, my cousin here, only asked me to help him with his bake shop. ...