Chapter 98

Nighttime, in the interrogation room of the police station.

Dustin and Dahlia sat with their backs against each other, bound to the chairs in the middle of the room.

The air in the room was cool and damp, and darkness shrouded them completely. They could feel an invisible

weight on their shoulders.

“My bad, I didn’t mean to drag you into this mess,” Dustin spoke first.

“They claimed you stole some valuables. Is that true?” Dahlia asked, cutting to the chase.

“What do you think?”

“You don’t look that bold to me, so my guess is someone is trying to frame you. Does this have anything to do with the Cobra?”

“The Cobra is merely a pawn. The mastermind is none other than Duane Welch.”

“Duane Welch? Are you talking about Sir Anderson?” Dahlia was dumbstruck. “Weren’t you on fairly good terms with him before? Did you strike a nerve? How?”

“I punched him,” Dustin admitted flatly.

“What?” Dahlia choked, struggling to keep her calm, “You You dared hit Sir Anderson! Are you out of your

mind?!”

Sir Anderson wasn’t just anyone–he was like a brother to Mr. Anderson. Not to mention being of the

prominent Welch family of Millsburg! He was someone even the vicious, unyielding Cobra would kneel to. Yet

dared place a hand on him,

first. I only hit back in self–defense.”

Dahlia fumed, “Who do you think Sir Anderson is? Do you think he’s

it takes to

offended him, there’s nothing else we can do than go

shrug.

you to say, but do you think you can handle this?” Dahlia’s patience was running thin. She asserted, You better find an opening to call Natasha later. She’s the only one who can save

acrid taste at the back of her throat. Although she wouldn’t admit it if she didn’t

rotund beer belly appeared in the doorway and stepped into the

glare from the lamp made the

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Chapter 98

something.” hissed the

until his eyes grew accustomed

I

know who I am?” the man

“No clue.”

me to introduce myself. I go by Gardner, the

lifted his chin

a good chunk of her life mingling in this field,

cruelty, always baying for the blood of his next victim. Any offenders who

grave

Gardner. We’ve heard

the worst, Dustin seemed relatively

name, I assume you’re

is your only hope of leaving

cigar, slid it between his teeth,

what do you need my cooperation for?” Dustin asked

law can sentence you to prison. However, I

the original

will be pressed.”

be mistaken. I didn’t steal anything. The Panax root belongs to me,”

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