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Chapter 82

The pleasant meal soon came to an end.
Once they were done with lunch, Nathan told Suzanne to take some rest and then headed out with the
tray in hand.
Outside the dormitory, Cole and Lucas saw Nathan making his way down with the empty tray.
Cole leaned over and whispered, “General Morrison took his time with
that meal.”
“Maybe Mrs. Morrison takes her sweet time eating,” Lucas said.
“He seems to be in a good mood.”
Seeing Nathan approach them, Lucas quipped, “That’s about to change.”
Nathan came to a stop in front of the pair.
“General Morrison,” they both greeted in unison.
Nathan’s expression grew serious as he walked past them. He
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handed the tray over and instructed, “Take it and give it a good wash
“Yes, sir.”
Lucas had the tray in hand, ambling alongside Cole as they trailed behind Nathan.
“Any luck finding the culprit?” Nathan asked in a serious tone.
“We’ve narrowed down the suspects to 12 people. The investigation is still in progress,” Cole
answered.
“How’s the lab work going?” Nathan questioned as they walked.
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“We’ve been hitting roadblocks so far. All the professors are grappling with it, and even the recently
joined Dr. Howard is stumped,” Cole responded.
Nathan’s expression darkened and he quickened his pace. “Did they fix the lightspeed bullet program?”
“The program’s been under constant attack by some mystery hacker. The progress is dragging along
painfully slow.”
“When’s the drill happening?”
Cole paused, looking a bit unsure. “Um…”
Nathan was getting frustrated. He had a bunch of problems on his plate, and each one felt like a major
headache.
“Spit it out,” he prodded.
“We got a heads-up from above. Some explosives were found at the drill location, so it’s canceled for
the time being.” Cole sounded
downbeat.
Nathan came to a halt. His figure seemed weighed down by an immense burden. Cole and Lucas
sensed the gravity of Nathan’s responsibilities, but there wasn’t much they could do to ease his load.
Lucas hesitantly spoke up, “General Morrison, there’s one more thing we need to inform you about.”
Having already heard a string of bad news, one more piece of information didn’t appear to affect
Nathan much.
“Speak,” he commanded.
“Ms. Hoffis went to the research department again. She clashed with a couple of professors, and things
got pretty heated. S-She…”
Nathan sighed heavily, squeezing the bridge of his nose. Sally’s antics
were always a major headache.
“What happened?” Nathan asked impatiently.
“She injured Dr. Lawrence’s eye with a lab bottle.”
Nathan clenched his fist. Problems were piling up and dealing with Sally’s tantrums was the least
tolerable of them all.
“Get her restrained and send her back to Phoenicia,” Nathan instructed angrily.
Lucas sensed Nathan’s fury and nervously swallowed before explaining, “General Morrison, Ms. Hoffis
expected your anger, so she’s managed to stay hidden. We haven’t located her yet.”
The thought of Sally overestimating herself and behaving unreasonably fueled Nathan’s anger He
clenched his fists as he continued striding toward the office building. Lucas and Cole anxiously trailed
behind.
It was late at night and the wall clock showed 11:55 pm.
Suzanne was struggling to keep her eyes open. Emily had assisted with her bath and meds earlier, she
should’ve been asleep by now.
However, her mind was stuck on Nathan-worried sick that he was pushing himself too hard and ruining
his health. With all that on he mind, sleep was nowhere in sight.
Suddenly, the doorbell chimed. Suzanne bolted out of bed and dashed to the door, swinging it open
eagerly