Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Devonport Police Station.

*Bam!*

Odie slammed his foot into the table, yelling, "I'm not here to buy machines, dammit! I'm not one of you Devonport folks! I'm here to help you catch a crook, got it?"

The two interrogators exchanged glances, clearly thinking he was out of his mind.

One of them, staying calm, asked, "Tell us about the severed hand and the machine found in the box."

"I've told you a thousand times, I'm helping you catch someone! Why the hell are you detaining me?"

Odie, known for his short fuse, was fuming. All he could think about was who had set him up. Answering questions was the last thing on his mind.

The interrogator ignored his outburst and pressed on, "How many times have you transported these machines? Who's the buyer? And the seller?"

"I'm the president of the Mintons, ever heard of the Summerfield Minton family? And you're detaining me? You're asking me who the seller is? I damn well want to know who's been moving machines out of my company!"

"So, the machines belong to your company?"

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laugh. "Fine, call Colby! Call Sophie! Surely

Odie mention Sophie and Colby, the two interrogators glanced at each

on the study's sofa, stunned. "What? Odie got arrested at the

a crime movie. They say it was quite

it. Odie getting caught, hopping around frantically on

"And then?"

as Colby said, "The station mentioned

bother picking him up? He got caught transporting

"Exactly!"

Jenna nodded in agreement.

chair, commented indifferently, "Could you guys possibly discuss this somewhere other than my study?" "Oh come on, Mr. Gordon, don't be like that. We've

Estate in

there for a year and still not use every room.

out, get the whole machine situation cleared up. If

hands frantically, and Jenna

"Why not?"

"I don't

of the Mintons is

put on