Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 873

He flicked the ash off his cigarette, taking another drag. "Feels kinda familiar, meeting someone who actually knows me." With that, he turned to the officer. "Turn off the camera. This case is buttoned up. Caught him red-handed at home with millions in counterfeit cash. We'll wait for the right folks to come pick him up. Meanwhile, let's take it easy-just make sure it's not on tape, or we'll get our pay docked."

Just then, Donnie's voice buzzed in Chad's colleague's earpiece: "Don't really turn it off, just make it look like you did to fool Gregory."

"Got it, Officer Chad."

The officer pretended to fiddle with the camera, acting like it was off, then sat back down.

"Officer Chad, aren't you gonna keep digging into this?" the suspect asked, trying to sound casual.

Chad replied, "Already solved it."

"Not gonna dig deeper?" the suspect asked, confused.

Chad suddenly stood up, leaning against the table, eyeing the man with a sarcastic grin. "Dig deeper into what? What's left to dig? By pinning everything on you, I get another feather in my cap. I don't care about the truth; my version is the truth. And you, well, you're on a dead-end street. What, thinking of ratting out your buddies to lighten your sentence?"

The suspect's face turned serious.

Chad chuckled, taking a puff, exhaling slowly. "Naive. I've been watching you guys for a while. I know who's who. Selling out your small fry pals won't change much; you're still looking at the death sentence. Might as well protect them like a boss would. After you're gone, someone should look after your mom and your brothers."

"Getting a sentence reduction's tough unless you bring a bigger fish to the table. Seen plenty like you take my advice. The death sentence isn't the scary part. It's thinking about your mom, who raised you solo, left all alone when you're gone. Your brothers should step up and care for her."

Officers outside the window were stunned, glancing back at Donnie in disbelief.

Donnie nodded, tapping a colleague on the shoulder. "My mentor, Chad, he's got tricks up his sleeve, sly as a fox."

does Officer Chad come up with this

"If you had a wife like my mentor's, you'd be full

Officer Chad's wife?" the group grew

a few stories. "You'd better ask him yourself; he's got the

group turned their attention back

this how you earned your stripes?"

"How else did I climb the ranks so fast, becoming the youngest squad

come

heard of me, you know my background. They want to go against me?" He patted the nearby officer's shoulder. "Guess they're done

a cigarette across the

Taylor, are you two a thing? Any kids? Ever take her to meet

off guard by Chad's questions, said, "Her?

find out the truth and be upset, so I kept a few

you mean?" Gregory asked,

feigned surprise. "You

the question back, fanning Gregory's

suspicions!" Gregory snapped, agitated. "Taylor buried someone right by the door, then came running

she must've... well, you

eyes sharpened, nodding

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hadn't come, you'd be living a good life-devoted mom, maybe a nice wife and kids in the future,

But now, what's left

just... well,

the suspect's mom multiple times. Early on, he'd had someone look into it; the town called him a devoted son, doting on his mom. Chad could see where his weak spot was. Speaking slowly, he watched the suspect's