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

you think Sir Anderson is? Do

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

else we can

shrug.

was running thin. She asserted, You better find

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

beer belly appeared in the doorway and stepped into the

glare from the lamp made the two detainees squeeze

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Chapter 98

Dustin Rhys or something.” hissed the fat man

until his eyes

I

know who I

“No clue.”

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

lifted his

heart dropped. Having spent a good chunk of her life mingling in this

always baying for the blood of his next victim. Any offenders who fell into his hands could only pray

grave trouble

meet you, Mr. Gardner. We’ve heard a lot about

worst, Dustin seemed relatively calm and

heard of my name, I assume you’re

That is your only

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

you need my cooperation for?” Dustin asked

some valuable items, and the law can sentence you to

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