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

someone even the vicious, unyielding Cobra would kneel

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

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

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

him is all it takes to wipe you off the

there’s nothing else we can do than go with the flow,”

shrug.

running thin. She asserted, You better find an opening to call Natasha later. She’s the

admit it if she didn’t have to, there was no denying that there was no

creaked open, Interrupting their conversation. A man with a rotund beer belly appeared in the doorway and stepped into the room. He sat down on a

from the lamp made the two detainees squeeze

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Dustin Rhys or something.” hissed

his eyes grew accustomed to the intense

I

know who I am?” the man

“No clue.”

Gardner, the inspector here.

man lifted his

a good chunk of her life mingling in this

He was a man of barbarian cruelty, always baying for the blood of his next victim. Any offenders who fell into his hands could only pray for an

in grave trouble this time

meet you, Mr. Gardner.

anticipated the worst, Dustin seemed relatively

I assume you’re familiar with my habits. I recommend that

your place and cooperate. That is your only

inspector lit a cigar, slid it between his teeth,

need my cooperation

law can sentence you to prison. However, I

out the issue with the original owner. If we reach

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