Chapter 257
257 That Is My Girlfriend
Dalton’s short brown hair swayed in the air, accentuating his
distinguished and striking presence as he descended gracefully. He looked as if he was bathed in
moonlight.
He landed on one knee. He was adorned with leather gloves and had a pair of golden-framed glasses
resting on his nose.
No one could tell from his skillful landing that he was suffering from a long-standing illness if his pale
complexion hadn’t given it away.
As Dalton touched down, operatives emerged from the surrounding mist. Eight heavily modified SUVs
arrived with roaring engines,
drawing everyone’s attention to the red markings adorning the
vehicles.
“Chief! What’s going on?” The villagers panicked, having never witnessed anything like this before.
Even Garfield, who had only watched such large-scale operations on TV, was taken aback. Derek’s
eyes darted nervously as he pondered
how to manipulate the villagers to escape once more.
The operatives swiftly formed a perimeter around the group. Their brisk movements and authoritative
uniforms added to the urgency of
the situation.
“Chief, they’re-” The elderly villagers felt a sense of dread.
“Don’t worry, we’re not ordinary folks. We’re pioneers with
commendable service.” Derek’s confidence propelled him forward,
badge in hand, as he addressed the lead operative. “Comrade, we-
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But before he could finish his sentence, the stern-faced operative swiftly pinned him to the ground. His
movements were fast and precise.
“You can’t treat me like this!” Derek protested as he struggled with his face pressed against the ground.
“Derek Macintosh, we are the Top Unit. We’ve been instructed to request your cooperation in an
investigation. Please comply. Any resistance or provocation will be met with force.”
“T-the Top Unit?” Derek was stunned. He was a self-made man who was more knowledgeable than the
average civilian.
When Garfield confronted him, even upon realizing that the injured man was Elliot Quinnel, he faced
the situation fearlessly. He knew that he could escape legal responsibility if the entire village was
implicated.
With a little help from his old buddy and manipulation of public opinion, he was certain he could evade
consequences.
However, upon hearing the mention of “the Top Unit”, he knew he was doomed! Why would the Top
Unit be involved in a human trafficking
case?
With his face sore from being pressed against the ground, Darek
watched as Dalton, clad in a black suit, approached him.
Dalton’s striking appearance and dignified demeanor instilled a sense
of chilling superiority in Derek under his gaze. Removing his gloves and handing them to one of his
men, Dalton spoke in a calm tone.
“Derek, your old buddy asked me to pass on a message. He said
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you’ve brought him in big trouble and wanted me to deliver you to him.
“H- How did you know?” Derek felt a chill run down his spine, wondering who this man exactly was.
No one, not even Derek’s wife, knew about Derek’s relationship with his old buddy! While Derek had
hinted at a connection in Kingbourne, he never disclosed specifics, preferring to allow his old buddy to
manipulate things discreetly.
Dalton gazed at him casually and said, “You abducted my girlfriend, so it’s only fair if I did a little
digging on you. Don’t worry, Derek. I’ll take care of your son. You can rest assured.”
“No, you can’t do that! I have a badge! I have merit!” Derek yelled.
Dalton looked at him nonchalantly. Then, on behalf of the government, I’ll take your badge. So much for
being a pioneer of a
rural village, huh? And do I need to remind you of the blood on your
hands?”
Derek’s face drained of color instantly.
Wynter listened quietly, her l*ps slightly curled. How had she not noticed that her exceptionally
attractive patient could speak so
eloquently?