Chapter 98

Nighttime, in the interrogation room of the police station.

Dustin and Dahlia sat with their backs against each other, bound to the chairs in the middle of the room.

The air in the room was cool and damp, and darkness shrouded them completely. They could feel an invisible

weight on their shoulders.

“My bad, I didn’t mean to drag you into this mess,” Dustin spoke first.

“They claimed you stole some valuables. Is that true?” Dahlia asked, cutting to the chase.

“What do you think?”

“You don’t look that bold to me, so my guess is someone is trying to frame you. Does this have anything to do with the Cobra?”

“The Cobra is merely a pawn. The mastermind is none other than Duane Welch.”

“Duane Welch? Are you talking about Sir Anderson?” Dahlia was dumbstruck. “Weren’t you on fairly good terms with him before? Did you strike a nerve? How?”

“I punched him,” Dustin admitted flatly.

“What?” Dahlia choked, struggling to keep her calm, “You You dared hit Sir Anderson! Are you out of your

mind?!”

Sir Anderson wasn’t just anyone–he was like a brother to Mr. Anderson. Not to mention being of the

prominent Welch family of Millsburg! He was someone even the vicious, unyielding Cobra would kneel to. Yet

Dustin dared place a hand on him, the epitome of digging one’s own grave!

hit back in self–defense.” Dustin didn’t seem bothered in the

fumed, “Who do you think Sir Anderson is? Do you think

offend? One order from him is all it takes to wipe you off

offended him, there’s nothing else we can do than go

shrug.

say, but do you think you can handle this?” Dahlia’s patience was running thin. She asserted, You better find

tongue, she felt an acrid taste at the back of her throat. Although she wouldn’t admit it if she didn’t have to, there was no denying that there was no comparing herself to Natasha when it came

conversation. A man with a rotund beer belly appeared in the doorway and stepped into the room. He sat down on a chair and flicked the switch of the bright lamp on

the lamp made the

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Chapter 98

something.” hissed the fat

his eyes grew accustomed to the intense

I

know who I am?” the

“No clue.”

Gardner, the inspector here. I am nicknamed Heinous Hades

fat man lifted his chin with

of her life mingling in this field, it

a man of barbarian cruelty, always baying for the blood of his next victim. Any offenders

grave trouble this

Gardner. We’ve

Dustin seemed relatively

of my name, I assume you’re familiar with

cooperate. That is your only hope of leaving here

inspector lit a cigar, slid it between his teeth, and took a deep

you need my cooperation for?” Dustin asked with a

of you stole some valuable items, and the law can sentence you to prison. However, I

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