Salute To The General

Without saying anything else, Nathan quietly walked out of the interrogation room.

When Braydon saw Nathan exit, he instructed his subordinates to take Zion into remand before he personally escorted Nathan out. Alongside Colin and the Elite Eight, Nathan got into his car and left.

Braydon watched as Nathan's convoy vanished from view, and Sigurd could not help but mutter under his own breath, "That Nathan Cross is too bloody arrogant!" "Had you been in his position, you'd surely be much worse than him," Braydon replied calmly.

Though a little miffed at first, Sigurd suddenly perked up. "Zion may not end up in prison this time, but he did break the law after all. No matter what they decide to do with him, he'd surely be out of contention for the next election. Looks like our Mr. Holmes is destined to be the next president."

Casting his gaze in the direction where Nathan's convoy disappeared, Braydon shook his head. "I don't think we've really gotten it in the bag yet."

Sigurd's eyes widened in surprise. "Mr. Holmes' primary rival is none other than the cabinet secretary, Zion Lucas himself. Why wouldn't it be a gimme for him now that Zion is out of the picture?"

"Zion was considered Mr. Holmes' strongest opponent only because of the absence of Nathan from the race," replied Braydon in a low voice. "If Nathan decided to put his own name forward, with his stature as the Chief Military Governor, I can't see Mr. Holmes or the now dismissed Zion Lucas coming anywhere close."

"Wasn't Nathan himself the one who declared that he had no intention of running for president?" Sigurd asked.

That was met by Braydon's cold sneer. "Do you think that's up to him?

and power, whose words could you really trust? There's such hollowness in the way they speak, so how could you take anything

to cause others to lower their guard, Braydon? That he intends

his eyes to a squint. "I think we cannot discount that

by getting on the wrong side of Hansel

would be able to ride on Erwin's coattails and prosper alongside the latter's

as president, not only would their earlier efforts be for naught, but they would also have themselves an entire host of enemies to contend with. Under such

sure that those around him were people who were trustworthy, Braydon then whispered to his own younger brother, "What else? Of course, we must do the very thing that

very thing we are good at?

should pull the same old

should manage to find

our rote is significant. Besides, I'm not at at all convinced that Nathan could be so squeaky clean. He must have done something illegal somewhere, so as long as we are able to suss it out, he'd be

into a wild

Braydon. Zion may be the secretary in the Cabinet, but he's just a civil official after all. Nathan Cross is

may very well

is Brimmopolis we are talking about. The Capital