Chapter 482
“Cooperate, and things will go smoothly. If not, there will be consequences,” Donald warned.
One of the fugitives, with a dark mole at the corner of his mouth, sneered. “Are you trying to scare us, Mr. Warren? The police department has no right to interrogate us.”
The bald fugitive with the scorpion tattoo laughed coldly. “If it weren’t for Dylan and Natasha searching everywhere, you useless cops wouldn’t have caught us!”
Donald shouted, “Watch your mouth, you little punk! Want me to crack that skull of yours?”
The bald man smirked. “Empty threats won’t work on us, Mr. Warren. If you’ve got the guts, do it don’t just sit there talking ”
Donald turned to Andrew furiously and asked, “Mr. Lloyd, do you mind if I teach them a lesson? I could use a little warm–up.
“Are you sure that’s wise in the interrogation rooin?” Andrew raised an eyebrow.
Donald grinned menacingly. “Mr. Lloyd, you’re the only person I’d ever tiptoe around. But anyone else who sets foot in my territory learns real quick why they call me the Butcher.”
After wrapping a belt around his hand, Donald walked behind the four suspects.
“The law will judge your crimes, but first, I’ll get some justice for your victims,” he declared before unleashing a series of brutal punches.
His strikes were precisely targeted, causing pain and fear without inflicting permanent damage.
Andrew watched briefly before commenting, “You must have trained with the military, Mr. Warren.”
“How did you know that, Mr. Lloyd? Have you been investigating me?” Donald asked, removing his bloodied belt.
Andrew scoffed. “Why would I waste my time investigating you?”
Donald smirked sheepishly. “You’re sharp, though. I did have some specialized military training. But how could you tell?”
Andrew’s tone was casual. “Because I’ve been in the military myself.”
Donald’s heart skipped a beat, though he tried to laugh it off. “From what I know, anyone who’s served in the military is tough as nails. So, Mr. Lloyd, which unit were you with?”
He did not expect an answer. After all, Andrew seemed more like a member of the privileged elite than someone who had endured grueling military life.
However, Andrew’s next words left him stunned. “I spent time with the Eangs, did a stint with the Predators, and had some fun with units like Thunderbolt and the Serpents.”
Chapter 482
Donald’s jaw nearly hit the floor. He knew enough about these units to understand their elite reputations. Each name Andrew casually dropped represented near–mythical status, places revered by those in the know.
What Donald was unaware of was that Andrew had not just trained with these units–he was actually there to train them. Moreover, he was paid millions for a single day of training.
Meanwhile, the fugitives, now cowed and battered, were finally ready to talk.
Andrew leaned forward. “The Weller family hired you to kidnap Lucy, didn’t they?”
The bald man nodded quickly. “Yes, it was the Weller family.”
“Was it Harvey who contacted you directly?” Andrew asked.
The bald man shook his head. “No, it was their butler.”
Andrew smirked and turned to Lauren and Marcus. “You heard that, right? Harvey’s getting smarter.”
Lauren’s eyes narrowed, her voice cold. “He’s learning, alright. If things go south, he’ll throw the butler under the bus to take the fall.”
Andrew stood and dusted off his hands. “Alright, that’s all I needed to know. Now it’s time to set the trap and give the Weller family a real taste of justice.”
He paused, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. “It’s been too long since we reminded Harvey who’s in charge. Let’s make sure he won’t forget it this time.”
