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!

in self–defense.” Dustin

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

it takes to wipe you

can do than go

shrug.

you think you can handle this?” Dahlia’s patience was running thin. She asserted, You better find an opening to call Natasha later. She’s the only one who

it if

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 lamp made the two detainees squeeze their

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Chapter 98

Dustin Rhys or something.”

squinting until his eyes grew accustomed to the

I

either of you know who I am?”

“No clue.”

introduce myself. I go by Gardner, the inspector here. I am nicknamed

lifted his

a good chunk of her life

baying for the blood of his next victim. Any

in grave trouble

you, Mr. Gardner. We’ve heard

Dahlia anticipated the worst, Dustin

assume you’re familiar with my habits. I recommend that

your place and cooperate. That is your only hope of leaving here

it between his teeth, and took a deep

my cooperation

of you stole some valuable items, and the law can

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