The Established Siblings Of The Pack

Chapter 65

asked, “Why don’t you take a look at the issue date?”“The issue date?” Harry subconsciously looked down. “February 2, 1987.” It was when he saw the date that he realized the ID card was issued back in the 80s. Thus, he couldn’t help but wonder about Jim’s current rank in the military.Seeing Harry’s confused state, Kingsley reached for his phone and dialed Jim’s number to give the former an answer. “Hello, Jim. Someone here found your military ID card.” He then walked up to Harry and put the phone close to his ear. “Why don’t you tell him yourself?”At that moment, Harry was shaking like a leaf, overwhelmed by his fear and horror. He then subconsciously said, “I-I found a military ID card here that was issued in 1987, and it belongs to someone called J-Jim Holland.”Jim laughed out loud on the other end of the phone. “Oh, that military ID card. I lost that about 20 years ago when I was driving the lieutenant elsewhere. I guess I can’t be more surprised to hear that it has been found. I’ll tell you what. Just deliver the ID card to The Staff of Westwood Military and mention my name, or you could tell the people that it’s for the Chief of Army. Then, I’ll…”While Jim was still talking, Harry could no longer concentrate on the rest of his sentence. Instead, all he could hear was buzzing, as if there was a bee flying just right next to his ear. The Staff of Westwood Military? Jim Holland? The Chief of Army? With all those thoughts flooding his mind, Harry went weak in his knees and collapsed onto the ground.On the other hand, the others, who didn’t hear what Jim said on the phone, were bewildered when they witnessed Harry’s reaction. “What’s wrong?”“What happened, Mr. Pumice? Who is on the phone?”Nevertheless, Harry was too stunned to answer their questions as Kingsley bent over and took back his phone from Harry. Then, he spoke to Jim and said, “Alright, it’s all done. Ciaos.” After that, he hung up the call and looked at Harry. “So, I guess Jim owes you his thanks, doesn’t he, Mr. Pumice?” Kingsley smiled and looked at Harry. “You’re about to be rewarded handsomely.” Upon noticing how Kingsley just hung up the phone so casually when talking with the Chief of Army, Harry couldn’t stop his legs from shaking as he wetted himself in the process. As his trousers appeared to be soaked with his own pool of urine, he stared at Kingsley in a terrified manner, feeling as if his blood had frozen. Who is this man before me? He is surely a military big shot who just wants to keep a low profile.“Are you alright, Mr. Pumice?” Nicole was surprised when she saw Harry wetting himself. “Are you unwell? If you are, you should probably go back home and have some rest. I promise I’ll send