Chapter 585 Patrick's Oppression

Patrick got the gist of what the guy was saying.

The Dark Web was this totally anonymous zone where everyone's identity was hidden, and no one could track anyone else, not even their past activities. It was a haven for all sorts of criminals, including hitmen. But Transient, despite his skills, never took on assassination gigs. He made dirty money but kept his hands clean.

If anyone betrayed their employer, they'd face some serious, mysterious backlash.

"So, when did they reach out to you?" Patrick asked.

"Right after that last big incident. You vanished online, and that night, The Rossi Family hit me up privately. They offered a hefty sum to dig into your family ties," the guy explained.

Patrick pressed on, "Do you know Jeffrey?"

The guy shrugged, "Heard of him, but never met him. We only talk through a single line. They trust me 'cause we've worked together before. They wanted me to look into Jeffrey here, but I came up empty." Patrick's face was a mix of emotions. He was done hiding. "Get him to the hospital."

"Got it," a subordinate replied.

Patrick stepped outside, the cold wind clearing some of the blood and smoke off him.

He hopped into his car, handed off the cleanup to his team, and drove halfway to a hotel.

After a quick shower, with his hair still a bit damp, he headed back home.

"Patrick, where've you been? You even showered before coming home, but didn't change your clothes?" Vera, holding Theodore, leaned against the door frame, her tone sharp.

Patrick took Theodore, "I smoked. Didn't want you and Theodore to smell it, so I showered on the way."

"The afternoon thing?" Vera asked.

"Yeah," Patrick nodded.

catch the guy?" Vera

"Yeah," Patrick replied.

he confess?"

"Yeah," Patrick said again.

frustrated, snapped, "Patrick, is 'yeah'

Patrick smirked, "Yeah."

found himself on the

filling him in on her day. She even pulled out her phone, "These are Molly's wedding pics from today. I figured you'd miss them, so I snapped a few." Randall waved it off, "Who cares

whose do you

always stirring the pot,

take Patrick's." Patrick didn't even have wedding photos. If anyone wanted some, they'd have to take new ones with Vera. "Randall, come up here." Patrick, holding the baby, called from

looked up at

have heard you, right?" Susan worried, thinking Randall might get in trouble again.

whispered to

followed Patrick

Theodore's tiny feet kick his arm and then fall back, only

Susan's hacker friend?"

all cautious,

stared at him,

pressure, Randall started to sweat,

Randall, "Susan trusts you. Get his contact through her and ask him

hard, "Is there something you can't handle?"

you want me to handle

quickly shook his head, "No, no. What

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