Chapter: 177
“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 a 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 Natasha later. 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 no comparing 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 bright lamp on the desk. The glare from the lamp made the two detainees squeeze their eyes shut Instinctively.
“So, you’re Dustin Rhys or something.” hissed the fat man maliciously.
“Yes.” Dustin continued squinting until his eyes grew accustomed to the intense light.
“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.
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 outcome 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 relatively calm and breezy.
“Great! Given that you’ve heard of my name, I assume you’re familiar with my habits. I recommend that you learn your place 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 the law 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 creasedvinto 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.”