Chapter 98

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

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

place a hand on him, the epitome of digging one’s

I only hit back in self–defense.” Dustin

Dahlia fumed, “Who do you think Sir Anderson is?

all it takes to wipe you off the face of the

offended him, there’s nothing else we can do than go with the flow,” Dustin said with

shrug.

running thin. She

an acrid taste at the back of her throat. Although she wouldn’t admit it if she didn’t have to, there was no denying that

open, Interrupting their conversation. A man with a rotund beer belly appeared in the doorway

glare from the lamp made the two detainees squeeze

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something.” hissed

until his eyes grew accustomed to the intense

I

who I

“No clue.”

myself. I go by Gardner, the inspector here. I am nicknamed Heinous Hades

lifted his

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

was a man of barbarian cruelty, always baying for the blood of his next

grave trouble this time

to meet you, Mr. Gardner. We’ve heard

the worst, Dustin

my name, I assume you’re familiar with my habits.

cooperate. That is your only hope

cigar, slid it between his teeth, and took a deep

cooperation for?” Dustin asked with a

law

the original owner. If we reach a mutual

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