Chapter 1926 The Snare of Lord Voodoo

It was a dark room, the air of which was filled with the stench of something rotten. The room was almost claustrophobic, and random items and trash were strewn across the floor. A single bed stood in the center, and an old man lay on top, fast asleep. Matthew made his way to the bed and stared at the old man. He seems to be in his seventies. Wrinkles littered all over his face, and he looked unkempt thanks to the lack of good care. His beard and hair were tangled, not unlike what a tramp looked like. Matthew stared at the man for a while, then he left the room quietly. Once he closed the door, Matthew whipped his phone out to text Edmund. I need the families here ASAP. But alas, no reply came from Edmund, not even after quite a while.