Winnie then grabbed a blanket and covered Mason with it as she lamented, “He was really excited when he headed out. I’ve known him for so long, and yet, that was the first time I’ve seen him look so happy. Who would’ve thought he’d end up like this…”

Josiah let out a sigh. “There simply is no telling what could happen next in life. Harold truly is pure evil! He will pay dearly for what he did!”

“Yeah! He will!” Winnie muttered through clenched teeth.

“Should we go look for Greta now?” Josiah asked.

Xavier slowed the car down and glanced at them in the rear-view mirror as he replied, “Let’s hand Mason over to the police.”

“Okay. But I don’t have a way to contact Greta, so we’ll have to go through Officer Clark,” Winnie said as she sat up straight in her seat.

“All right, then. We’ll go see Officer Clark.”

With that, Xavier drove to the Special Task Force office where they met Greta the other day.

After explaining their reasons for dropping by, they received a call from James and were told to wait in a conference room.

About twenty minutes later, Greta finally arrived.

She furrowed her brows when she entered the conference room and saw the blood on Winnie’s and Josiah’s clothes.

“Captain Clark told me you guys ran into some trouble. What happened to you two? Why are you both injured? How severe are your wounds?” she asked worriedly.

Realizing that Greta had gotten the wrong idea, Winnie explained, “We’re not injured, Greta. This isn’t our blood. It’s Mason’s. Something really bad happened to him—”

“Is he still alive?” Greta demanded anxiously before Winnie could finish.

“I’m sorry. We tried our best,” Winnie replied with a solemn expression.

Greta froze even though she kind of saw it coming.

They’d be in a hospital if Mason were still alive. The fact that they’re here suggests that he’s most likely dead…

he now?” she asked with

to the

her suspicions, Greta rushed over to the

too, came rushing over as quickly

called out to Greta the moment he

in her tracks and said with a grim expression, “Mason is dead, Captain Clark. My instincts are telling me that Harold had something to do

a

processed by the time they arrived at the

all courage to pull away the

that horrible place disguised as a mercenary named Greta. Throughout those three years, I spent almost every single day around Mason. I couldn’t exactly call that love, but we

uncomfortable when she saw

she felt a lot better when she lifted the white

stepping out of the mortuary, Greta asked James, “Captain Clark, may I have a few words with Ms.

nodded. “Go ahead. We’ll head over to the

“Yes, sir!”

to an area

and

on the photo and frowned deeply as she mumbled, “I may have disappointed Mason when it came to love, but I will be sure to capture Harold myself. I can’t believe he used my name to lure Mason out. He’s a lot more cunning than

my full cooperation,” Winnie said with a slight

needed to investigate his

his death with James, Greta requested

impulsive.

do

are aware that our higher-ups have another mission for you, and yet, you’re asking to be a

took a deep breath and continued, “Go wait

Greta left, James reminded Winnie and the others to be extra careful at

gave them the contact number of the person in charge

already eleven at night by the time Winnie and

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