As the God of War in the west coast, Thomas was not only a fighter, but he was also a highly talented investigator. If not, he would have been assassinated by people many times. As soon as he saw the intricate design inside the socket, he knew that something was wrong with the hotel.
At first, he only thought the hotel was a shady hotel until the spaghetti was delivered. Thomas knew that the person who did all this would definitely not be someone from the hotel.
Or maybe it was not just the people in the hotel.
No matter how bold the people in the hotel were, they would only dare sneak peeks in. They would not dare to drug their customers. But to attempt drugging a person with such a heavy dosage was something else entirely.
Thomas could only think of one person, Neil.
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