With the crowd congesting the hall, it took over an hour for everyone to pay their respects at the funeral.

Helen Lane, Vicky Turnbull, Winter Lawrence, and Mona Fairfax were present too.

Even Elder Fango was there, seated at the main chair and watching everyone present impassively.

"And now, we shall hear from the mayor, Stanley Durban."

Silence ensued in the hall at the emcee's announcement. "Geon Kramer... Commissioner of Zamri."

On the stage, Stanley started reading from a script with a pained voice as the guests looked on. "Zamri has seen peace and stability under his leadership. Even if he has not achieved anything amazing, he was always a grounded man and one who would live on in our hearts..."

Vicky pursed her lips even as she listened. "Bullshit. A hedonistic commissioner who couldn't accomplish anything, and now, another brazen monkey is embellishing him for being a leader and a grounded man..." "Shush."

her lips,

unable to prove his innocence now, Lanecorp and Zamri Hospital would suffer considerably

Stanley cleared his throat and shot pointed looks at Helen and Vicky, though he soon turned

poor commissioner, constantly mingling

doing anything positive-he had caused the city plenty

dig very deep, even into Geon's childhood, just to find enough materials

were smart enough were hiding giggles too, as praising

script, Stanley continued dramatically, "Now,

Daffey and other police officers knelt around the

much more fake

her arm beside Winter, looking sick. "Urgh, that's just disgusting. I'm really

now, let's talk about the man who murdered Commissioner

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