Salute To The General

Chapter 1647

Timothy knew that he could not shirk his responsibility when something as grave as that took place under his supervision.

Not only would he lose his job this time, he might even be killed.

In a quivering voice, he pleaded, “General, I know there's no way to absolve myself from the blame. However, I sincerely ask you for a chance to redeem my mistake.”

Timothy knew he had screwed up big time.

He needed Nathan to put in some good words for him so that he could be granted a chance to redeem his mistake. Otherwise, he would definitely end up dying.

At first, Nathan was reluctant to accede to his request, considering that Timothy was a man on Boris' side.

change his mind in the

Also, I want to know how they sneaked into our country and then into this city. How did they get their hands on so many weapons in such a heavily guarded city like Brimmopolis? Someone must have been helping them.

he was, as he realized that

even if they manage to make

person must be an extraordinary one.Other than having a distinguished and powerful background, that person must have a feud with the General too. Otherwise, the person would have no reason to help a bunch

shots who did not see eye to eye with Nathan in Brimmopolis

Mr. Tucker and Mr. Davier were among the list of possible suspects

overwhelmed by how huge this entire matter could be. Goodness gracious, who could be the culprit? Could it be one of the wealthy families

if the culprit was one of the wealthy families in the city. However, it was a whole new ball game if either Mr. Tucker or Mr. Davier was involved. If

anguished expression, Nathan knew

or not. If you are bold enough to do it, I'll inform your superior officer about your intention to take charge of the investigation and nab everyone who's related to the case. If you don't think you're up for it, I won't say anything to your superior officer and he will be free to punish you in any way he likes. I bet you know very well deep down inside that you are bound to suffer something more than just

beads of sweat on his forehead, anxiety was written all over his face. “General,