Salute To The General

Chapter 1537 None Of Your Business

Airport, Brimmopolis.

Nathan, Colin, Ava, the Elite Eight and Ava's family were just disembarking from the newly landed plane when a group of men in black wearing official work badges appeared.

Their leader was wearing a pair of dark glasses that did nothing to mask the domineering air of absolute authority he carried.

He was the boss of the Brimmopolis Police Department, a nasty piece of work by the name of Rohan Glover.

"Hello there, General!"

Rohan strode over in Nathan's direction with a couple of his lackeys, lazily extending a hand in greeting.

Nathan was in no hurry to shake Rohan's hand, preferring to first observe him with a morbid sense of interest.

He was well-aware of Rohan's background and how he had been promoted to his current position thanks to Boris Tucker.

Boris was Rohan's mentor, but it was a well-known fact that the two of them were as close as father and son.

Nathan had been at odds with Boris lately, a fact that Rohan had to be well-aware of.

to welcome Nathan and his allies back to

flattered with all the attention, Chief Glover. I appreciate you coming personally,

eyes turned slightly forced behind his

all too easy to pick up the undertones in Nathan's polite voice. That man was mocking

could play at the game and Rohan was nothing but an experienced player. The slight awkwardness

cleared his throat, using a tone of voice that suggested serious business. "General, my men and I are indeed

himself a quiet chuckle. "Please,

was standing demurely beside Nathan. "Your companion, Miss Ava Quinn, is a suspect in the murder of Boris Tucker's

country today." Rohan's intent eyes never left Ava's face. "And so I came with my men personally to request that she

Ava's expression was complicated.

to kill Nathan. For one reason or another, he had purposefully kept Nathan's true identity from her and even tried

still an assassin under the auspices of the Dark Temple, thinking that she

fit of rage. At that time, she was truly beyond caring. Worry was something that she had long since crushed beneath her heel in order to face the harsh

had she thought that the General would come for her, or that he

But alas, her murder of Spencer Tucker had

Tucker was a man of

was no way he would let his son die

Rohan Glover was already

complicated expression

in the least. The corner of his mouth even rose to his trademark little smile, except this time it was