The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 192

The clang of metal against concrete shattered the silence, and the heavy door groaned open.

A harsh overhead light snapped on, searing Alex's and Sophia's eyes until they squeezed them shut.

Their hearts thumped in the stale, suffocating darkness, though Alex wore a calm look that bordered on nonchalance.

A broad-shouldered man lumbered in, sporting a gut that looked like it belonged in a beer commercial.

He dropped onto a rickety chair beside the table, flipped a switch on the lamp,

and leaned in with a smirk that made Sophia's stomach knot.

"Pfft. So you're Alex," he drawled, voice dripping with contempt.

Alex kept his gaze steady, adjusting to the glare. "Yeah. I'm Alex. Nice to meet you, I guess."

The man's smirk widened. "You have any idea who I am?"

Sophia met his stare but didn't speak.

Alex simply shrugged. "Beats me."

The big man made a show of puffing up his chest. "Name's Bernard. Folks around here call me 'The Vampire. Not that I'm a bloodsucker by choice-I just do what needs doin' to get what I want."

Sophia's face went pale.

She'd heard that nickname-this inspector was renowned for extortion, cruelty, and turning prisoners into desperate, broken shells.

Everyone in the underworld knew it was best to stay off his radar or cough up cash if you fell into his clutches. But right now, she and Alex had no escape route.

Despite the tense air, Alex offered a polite nod. "Mr. Bernard. We've heard stories, sure. Seems you've got a... reputation."

Bernard picked up a cigar from his coat pocket, slipped it between his lips, and struck a match.

predator's grin. "Since you're already wise to the rumors, let me lay it out nice and easy. We can do this the friendly way, or I can get real nasty. And let me tell

inhaled deeply, then exhaled a plume

fists, but Alex spoke first. "What do you want from

stubby finger at Alex. "You and your girlfriend stole it—so they tell me-and now the

steal anything. That's my Ginseng, fair

furniture. "Listen, punk, I don't

if

it's yours. You're on my turf now. My word is

a sneaky, underhanded thief, then guess what-you're

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her shoulders at his words. This man's arrogance was

That's hardly reasonable."

two choices: Either strike a deal with Sir Raymond, or rot in a cell until your hair turns gray. And if

you company. But, ah, let's just say a knockout like her might draw some extra attention

Alex's eyes. His voice turned lethal. "You lay so

her, I'll make you wish you'd

second, Sophia's chest tightened. She'd seen Alex's temper flare

own terror, a small jolt of

just roared

I'm so terrified, hotshot," he mocked, words dripping

You're just another loser who thinks he can waltz

made a point of eyeing Sophia from head to

you thirty minutes to snap out of your delusional fantasy. If you're not ready to cooperate by then, I'll bury you and your beautiful woman so deep that even the cockroaches

your

names."

the door behind

Outside the Police Station

night dragged on, bleak and endless. Jack, Florence, and several other worried faces gathered outside the station, having just managed

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