I’m Someone Else

Chapter 143

Quincy nodded in agreement. He understood that Minacia Oito Irieson deserved the disastrous ending. If they didn’t commit such horrible crimes, they wouldn’t have incited the wrath of a demon called Thomas Clifford.

Thomas was cruel to Tigre entirely because he was venting the rage he felt when he learned that his brother, Dominic, was tortured to death by the Minacia Oito.

Quincy ordered his men to deal with the bodies and delete any video evidence of the incident. Even though Thomas wasn’t scared of the forces behind Minacia Oito, they would like to avoid as much trouble as possible.

Sometime later, Quincy made the necessary arrangements, and then got into the car.

Thomas was sitting in the driver’s seat. He gripped Tigre’s head in one hand while a cigarette hung between his fingers on his other hand, merely looking at Quincy stoically.

Quincy sighed. He knew what Thomas wanted to ask about even before the latter said anything. He had already gathered relevant information before getting into the car just now.

“There are three landfills in Irieson, located in the east, north, and south suburban districts of Irieson, respectively. They would only burn and destroy the waste once every year, and after some calculations, Dominic’s head must still be there.”

Quincy was a prominent figure in the medical world of Irieson, so his connections and power were not to be taken lightly. Getting information about the locations and conditions of landfills in Irieson was a piece of cake for him; all it took was a phone call.

Thomas nodded. He was worried about Olivia, who was still left alone at Keyshire Property. Hence, he took out his phone and gave Sean a call, asking the latter to personally send Olivia back to Northpine

Villa. He would look for his brother’s head right now, and he would find it no matter where it was!

Dominic’s body was gone, so he absolutely wouldn’t allow the only thing remaining of his brother, the head, to go missing as well!

Of course, he called Olivia as well, telling her that he had something urgent to attend to and that he had already arranged for Sean to pick her up.

Even though Olivia didn’t know what emergency it was, she was smart enough to sense the anxiety in Thomas’ voice, so she decided not to ask about it.

With Quincy giving the directions, Thomas pulled up near a landfill.

“This is the landfill in the eastern suburbs,” Quincy said calmly.

He bustled about on their way here, making calls and moving out all his forces to help.

At that moment, rows of cars, about 30 of them, tailed Thomas’ Maserati. The people in the cars were dressed similarly, all of them wearing black suits, and they were also equipped with military flashlights.

The scene startled the few sanitation workers on duty at the landfill. A multitude of questions flooded their minds, and it was a given considering how the men in suits and oxfords came in luxurious cars. Anyone would know they weren’t scavengers.

Could it be that a big shot of high standing had a weird hobby of digging through garbage?

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Thomas didn’t say a word as he got out of the car and took a torchlight from one of the men. He walked up to a pile of garbage and began to search it in detail.

The entire landfill reeked terribly, and they could smell it from a mile away, not to mention up close. If someone who had just eaten came near this place, they would throw up because of the smell.

Thomas, however, didn’t even frown. It seemed as if he wasn’t affected by the vomit-inducing stink at all.

Thomas was human, and he had a sense of smell too. Of course, he noticed the pungent scent, but he couldn’t be bothered by it. He only had one thing on his mind: he would find Dominic’s head, even if it meant digging a hole deep into the ground for it!

Quincy got out of the car, then sighed as he looked at Thomas, who had his head lowered as he searched. Then, Quincy reached out a hand at a man in a suit beside him. “Give me your torchlight.”

“Dr. Hofstead, you shouldn’t go. Leave the dirty work to us.” The man was stunned as he subconsciously protested. Quincy should have a better idea of his standing. After all, he was the dean of Prescott Hospital, who had taught many doctors in the medical field. He looked like he wanted to dig through the garbage on his own, but the man couldn’t allow that. This was unbecoming of Quincy’s status!

“I said, give it to me!” Quincy frowned. If someone like Thomas didn’t mind, how could he be picky about it?

If it weren’t for Thomas, Quincy’s medical skills might never improve for the rest of his life. Thomas had given him this opportunity, so it was only natural that he helped Thomas without any strings attached.

The man in the suit shook his head in exasperation. He knew Quincy’s temper all too well, and he knew he couldn’t possibly change Quincy’s mind. He had no choice but to pass the torchlight over.

Quincy took the torchlight and followed behind Thomas, starting to search as well.

The man in the suit waved his large hand. “Get down and start looking!”

The search took an entire two hours. They almost flipped the entire landfill over, but they couldn’t find anything.

Thomas, of course, wouldn’t give up so easily. He headed straight for the landfill in the north suburbs.

At 3.00AM, they achieved the same result: nothing. Their last option was the landfill in the south suburbs, and if they still couldn’t find it, then, fate must have decreed that there would be nothing left of Dominic’s body.

After all, it had been some time since Thomas’ brother was killed. It wasn’t easy to look for a human head in huge landfills.

Thomas had already made up his mind. If they still couldn’t find the head in the landfill of the south suburbs, he would go back to the east suburbs to look again. If he couldn’t find it today, he would keep looking tomorrow. If he couldn’t find it tomorrow, he would continue the search the day after tomorrow. I will find it! I will!

Everyone, including Thomas and Quincy, was stinking. After all, they spent the entire night doing nothing but diving into piles and piles of garbage. It would be a miracle if they didn’t smell at all.

Their hard work was finally rewarded. In the landfill in the south suburbs, they found a nylon bag with blood stains all over it. When they took a whiff of it, they could even smell something rotten.

Quincy noticed the bag as well. He walked up to Thomas and stared steadily at the latter.

“Whew!”

Thomas let out a long sigh. His hands trembled as he opened the bag. In an instant, a white human skull appeared in front of everyone’s eyes. The muscles were long gone, and only a few strands of hair remained.

When Quincy saw that, his anxious heart finally calmed down. He knew that this was most probably what they were looking for.

After all, no one else would be bored enough to discard a human head in a landfill after killing the person.

Thomas held the skull between his hands, his tears streaming uncontrollably down his cheeks. He knew that this was Dominic’s head.

However, there were a few dents on the skull, and he could see from a glance that it had suffered a few blows from a blunt object.