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

He was someone even the vicious, unyielding Cobra would

dared place a hand on him,

in self–defense.” Dustin didn’t seem

you think Sir Anderson is?

from him is all it takes to

we can do than go with the

shrug.

thin. She asserted, You better find an opening to call Natasha later. She’s the only one who can save you

her 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

A man with a rotund beer belly appeared in the doorway and

from the lamp made the

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Chapter 98

Rhys or something.” hissed

Dustin continued squinting until his eyes grew accustomed to

I

of you know who

“No clue.”

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

The fat man lifted his chin with

of her life mingling

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

in grave trouble

you, Mr. Gardner. We’ve heard

Dahlia anticipated the worst, Dustin seemed relatively

name, I assume you’re familiar with my

cooperate. That is your only hope of

a cigar, slid it between his

what do you need my cooperation

of you stole some valuable items, and the law can sentence you to prison.

original owner. If

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