Chapter 352

Out of jail? An ex–con?

Gilbert’s scalp tightened, and his head throbbed with an impending headache.

Sparks of anger flickered in his eyes. “What charge?”

“That… assault.”

As the words fell, Charles swallowed hard, feeling as if a chill from the grave had enveloped

him.

Gilbert, silent, nodded vigorously, his jaw set tight.

Suddenly, he barked, “Where is he?”

“He turned in his car and is still searching.”

“Hurry up!”

“Right away!”

Gilbert massaged his temples as veins bulged on his forehead. The situation was dire.

“Charles, call the police.”

But Charles hesitated. “Mr. Gilbert, I’m afraid the cops might not take it.”

you how to handle things? You have it

daring not to say

police wouldn’t get involved, but Gilbert’s intention was

– to pull strings. Charles wondered

accord, and it hadn’t even

phone, Charles quickly

down his phone, his gaze flicked to the

“What now?”

“That… Mr. Ferguson seems to be following

us.”

scanning the rearview mirror. Sure enough, Edgar’s silver–gray Pagani was leisurely

for Sherilyn, news reached the

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well.

entering, Caroline Bennett was finalizing this month’s accounts – she had been managing the

she handed the

with the payment.”

Ms. Bennett.”

atmosphere in the living room was

“Look at you, just recovered a few days ago. If anything happens to Sherilyn, I’ll never

to Francis Johnson. “Big

but he slowly nodded. “Okay.”

Francis‘ coma, having been saved by Francis when he was at death’s door.

world of the underground, no one was more

“Thanks, big brother.”

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