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 thempletely. 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 imed 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 tly.
“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 ce a hand on him, the epitome of digging one’s own grave!
“He hit me first. I only hit back in self–defense.” Dustin didn’t seem bothered in the slightest.
“Y–you act too rashly!” Dahlia fumed, “Who do you think Sir Anderson is? Do you think he’s someone
you can
afford to offend? One order from him is all it takes to wipe you off the face of the earth!”
“Since I’ve already offended him, there’s nothing else we can do than go with the flow,” Dustin said with
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shrug.
“Easy for you to say, but do you think you can handle this?” Dahlia’s patience was running thin. She
asserted, You better find an opening to call Natashater. She’s the only one who can save you now!”
As the words left her tongue, she felt an acrid taste at the back of her throat. Although she wouldn’t
admit it if she didn’t have to, there was no denying that there was noparing herself to Natasha
when it came to family background.
Suddenly, the metal door to the dark room creaked open, Interrupting their 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 brightmp on the desk.
The re from themp made the two detainees squeeze their eyes shut Instinctively.
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“So, you’re Dustin Rhys or something.” hissed the fat man maliciously.
“Yes.” Dustin continued squinting until his eyes grew ustomed to the intense light.
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“Do either of you know who I am?” the man asked.
“No clue.”
“Then, allow me to introduce myself. I go by Gardner, the inspector here. I am nicknamed Heinous
Hades by
many!” The fat man lifted his chin with pride. 1
Dahlia’s heart dropped. Having spent a good chunk of her life mingling in this field, it was not her first
time
hearing that nickname. He was a man of barbarian cruelty, always baying for the blood of his next
victim. Any offenders who fell into his hands could only pray for an oue less than horrific.
They were in grave trouble this time around!
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Gardner. We’ve heard a lot about you.”
While Dahlia anticipated the worst, Dustin seemed rtively calm and breezy.
“Great! Given that you’ve heard of my name, I assume you’re familiar with my habits. I rmend that
you
learn your ce and cooperate. That is your only hope of leaving here alive!”
The inspector lit a cigar, slid it between his teeth, and took a deep breath.
“Mr. Gardner, what do you need my cooperation for?” Dustin asked with a calm voice.
“The lot of you stole some valuable items, and thew can sentence you to prison. However, I am
giving you
the chance to straighten out the issue with the original owner. If we reach a mutual agreement, no
charges
will be pressed.”
“Mr. Gardner, you must be mistaken. I didn’t steal anything. The Panax root belongs to me,” Dustin
rebutted
politely.
“Hey! Kid! Are you sure you know what’s happening?” The fat man snorted. “Does it matter whether
you stole it or not? Once you step foot in my territory, I make the rules. If I say you stole it, it means you
stole it. Do you
understand me?”
“Mr. Gardner, isn’t the way you’re approaching this case a little unreasonable?” Dustin’s eyebrows
creased
into a frown.
“Unreasonable? Haha. My words could not be more reasonable!” snarled the fat man. A sinister smirk
stretched across his face. “Now, you both have two options. One, to reach a deal with Sir Anderson. Or
two,
spend the rest of your lives in jail!”
“Can I choose neither?” Dustin asked.”
“Hey! I’m trying to engage in a peaceful discussion with you. You’d better be sensible and take the
option, or else you won’t have it easy if you cross me!” Hostility shed in his eyes.
“Are you trying to threaten me?”
“What if I am?” the inspector sneered. The cigar hung from his teeth as he continued with disdain, “I
know you
have some punch in you, but even superpowers won’t be useful in my territory! Besides, need I remind
you that your gorgeous girlfriend will be very popr if she ends up in prison! Even if you could not
care less about yourself, you should keep her in mind! That is, if you can bear watching as the other
prisoners ravage such a delicate beauty!”
Dustin’s expression hardened. Murderous intent seeped from his eyes. “If you dare touch her, rest
assured that nothing but death will await you!”
While his aggressive remark stunned Dahlia, she couldn’t help the warmth that filled her chest.
“Haha! You can barely stand up for yourself. And to think, you’re trying to threaten me! If you have
brains in that head of yours, just hand over the Panax root and call it quits. Otherwise, you can’t me
me if I throw your beloved in prison! Give it some thought. You’ll have thirty minutes to think it through.
I’ll be back with hopes of an affirmative answer.”
With a grotesque grin, Gardner turned to leave, leaving nothing but a loud, resonating bang in his
wake. The room plunged back into darkness.