Life at the Top

Old and slouching, the man’s expression was filled with fear and unease. It was a rather pitiful sight.

“What’s your name?”

The man shivered and replied with a sorrowful expression and a heavy Brac County accent, “Dwight Hewitt.”

“I won’t waste time on unnecessary nonsense, and I’m sure you are well aware of what you’ve done. Take a look around the room, is there anyone here you conspired with?”

Shaun’s expression darkened immediately at Jasper’s words.

He glared at Dwight fiercely.

Just as the man looked at Shaun with hesitation.

“What’re you looking at me for, old man? Watch your words, no one in Brac City would dare to frame me for something I didn’t do,” Shaun stated bitingly.

“Did I ask you?” Jasper looked at Shaun.

this the

enraged. “Who do you think you are? What

who I am soon enough,” Jasper replied

internal affairs. You’re growing old and I’d like to believe you were coerced

to threaten you or your family’s safety after this is

number two, as long as you’re honest and willing to point out who the person is, as well as tell me the details of your conspiration, then I will not investigate further

had never been part

fry to be Jasper’s pawn, so there

this mole as a turn

me and told me to cooperate with him. He said he’d give me 50 thousand if I brought his men to place a batch

I cooperate and take the 50 thousand, or I decline

shipyard! I’ve been working at the shipyard for decades, I love that place. I… I’m a horrible excuse

to slap himself harshly as he spoke, like he had found an outlet to vent

kind of nonsense is that, old man? Do you want to f*cking die? I’ll f*cking kill you the moment