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

place a hand on him, the

back in self–defense.” Dustin didn’t seem bothered in the

you think Sir Anderson is?

order from him is all it takes to wipe you off the face of the

him, there’s nothing else we can

shrug.

you think you can handle this?” Dahlia’s patience was running thin. She asserted, You better find an opening to call Natasha

if she

the doorway and stepped into the room. He sat down on a chair and flicked the switch of the bright lamp on the

glare from the lamp made the two

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Chapter 98

something.” hissed the

his eyes grew accustomed to

I

of you know who I am?” the man

“No clue.”

to introduce myself. I go by Gardner, the inspector here. I am nicknamed

man lifted

heart dropped. Having spent a good chunk of her life mingling in this field, it was not

always baying for the blood of his next victim. Any offenders who fell into his hands could only pray for an outcome

were in grave

Mr. Gardner. We’ve

the worst, Dustin seemed relatively calm

you’ve heard of my name, I assume you’re familiar with my habits. I recommend that

cooperate. That is

cigar, slid it between his

what do you need my cooperation

of you stole some valuable items, and the law can

out the issue with the original owner. If we reach a mutual

will be pressed.”

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

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