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

of Millsburg! He was someone even the vicious, unyielding

hand on him,

in self–defense.” Dustin didn’t seem

you think Sir Anderson is? Do you think

from him is all it takes to wipe

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

shrug.

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

tongue, she felt 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 there was no comparing herself to Natasha

in the doorway and stepped into the room. He

made the two detainees squeeze

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Dustin Rhys or something.” hissed

Dustin continued squinting until his eyes grew accustomed

I

you know who

“No clue.”

go by Gardner, the inspector here. I am

fat man lifted his chin with

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

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

grave

Mr. Gardner. We’ve

Dustin seemed relatively calm and

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

your place and cooperate. That is your only hope of leaving here

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

cooperation

some valuable items, and the law can sentence you to prison. However, I am

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

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