They were in the hall of the hotel.

Many bodyguards were here.

At the center of it all, Holden sat in a chair, toying with a sleek, silver knife that glinted under the lights.

He looked at the man and said, “So, you thought you could Lie to me?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the man stammered, his voice trembling.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

“I swear, I don’t know anything! Please… Let me go.”

Holden tossed a photo of Moss to the man, his eyes cold.

“This person’s name is Moss Valdez.

Do you know him?”

“I don’t know him,” the middle-aged man said, his gaze darting nervously around the room.

His face had turned a sickly shade of white, and his hands trembled at his sides.

Without warning, one of the bodyguards strode forward.

In a swift motion, the bodyguard clamped one hand onto the man’s shoulder and shoved his head downward with the other.

Leaning in close, he growled, “You won’t even look at the photo, and you claim you don’t know him? Are you trying to play games with Mr.

Fredrick?”

out a sharp cry of

Mr.

to ring a bell,

thought any further, the bodyguard forced him

heart pounded in his

swear, I don’t

studied the

patience thinning, yanked the man’s head back sharply, while his other hand lifted a gun,

and deny

long you can keep up the lie

The man was dumbfounded.

realized who Holden

here called

he be the

trigger filled the room, terror

him a lot, but the money wouldn’t matter if

talk!” the

a

remained

Moss go?” Holden’s voice

don’t know!” the man

were

I think I saw a plane

be planning to

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