Chapter 295

Hearing the news, Herman quickly turned his head to check on Keeley.

Naylor was a crack shot, every time he fired, the target was almost always hit. Those he knocked down had little chance of survival. And Keeley… had been shot in the chest.

“How is he?” Naylor asked, struggling to get the words out. “Is there any hope?”

Herman hesitated before replying, “No pulse. He’s gone.”

When Naylor heard that, he took a couple of deep breaths then said, “Call the police. Get an ambulance.”

Herman, still kneeling beside Keeley, didn’t answer.

“Herman?” Naylor suddenly called his name.

Herman turned around, then something suddenly appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing it, Naylor’s face changed slightly. “What is that?”

“It is a mini-camera,” Herman slowly replied. “I found it on him.”

“No way!” Naylor blurted out.

“Why would you say no way?” Herman shot back, his eyes sharp and filled with pain.

Naylor was at a loss for words.

Probably because Herman had this mini camera in his hand that was too obtrusive that he lost his mind and blurted out the words.

His denial was two-fold: firstly, he firmly believed Keeley would never betray him, and secondly, he had checked Keeley’s body when he fell and found nothing out of the ordinary.

But now, where did this mini-camera come from?

“I just think it’s strange…” he panted, “Let me see it.”

wounds first.

Herman was about to leave, but Naylor stopped him immediately, “Herman!”

as he walked away, “I’ll take good care of this camera. If I

was silent for a while, and then his voice became low and hoarse,

turned around, only to see the barrel of Naylor’s

me the camera,”

enough of this game and he didn’t

were filled with despair. “You called me here to be your

Naylor replied.

all

him, not denying

No matter what Keeley intended to do, he wouldn’t give him. another opportunity. And conveniently, Keeley had kidnapped his wife,

perfect witness, and Herman,

and have Herman testify, then everything

things went wrong, like

I become the unfortunate police officer who lost his life in the line of duty, and you…

didn’t answer, but his

Herman

gun fired again!

amateur. Even though Herman dodged, the

to the ground, gasping

Herman looked at him and said with difficulty, “Why?”

their own path. There’s

heartbroken. I hoped it was all a

slowly, seemingly unwilling to say more.

mentor, and yet you can kill me without hesitation… I really…

this,” Naylor said.

a distant sound

a

cops were here!

paled slightly as he looked at

ago,” Herman said. “Can you really explain yourself if you kill me now?”

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