Ludwik said, “This is obviously for Bryce’s ears. We need to let him think he’s won, that when he’s basking in his victory, that’s when he’ll make his next move. And it’s then that he’ll show his hand.
Besides, I’m playing a long game here.”
Parker, with his dreamy eyes, looked confused. “A long game?”
Ludwik gave a cold nod, his gaze sharp as a blade, squinting fiercely. “Parker, Bryce is just the beginning. He’s nothing.
But, from what I’ve gathered in Germinia, he’s found himself a powerful ally. Florence is the key to contacting this mysterious backer, and this backer has deep roots. Do you understand now?
In Emperor City, with your uncle taken down, we’re about to face a storm of blood and violence.
Bryce wants to rise from the ashes, and he’s not just aiming for a comeback; he wants to bury me!
My goal is to uncover this mysterious ally of his.”
“All this has been happening?” Parker’s handsome face went through a series of emotions.
He thought Florence’s escape to Eurovoria was just to dodge Ludwik’s revenge.
Turns out, Florence was still in league with Bryce, even helping him find some powerful backer?
“Bryce attacked my uncle... Could his target be the Inko Group?”
Parker roared in anger, scoffing bitterly, “He really thinks too highly of himself, dreaming of murder and arson?”
“Because he found a backer,” Ludwik’s eyes turned frosty, taking a deep drag of his cigarette, the smoke casting a chill over his gaze. “He might have the grandiose goal you mentioned, but I suspect his initial intent was to silence your uncle.”
“Why?!” Parker’s eyes blazed with fury.
Just then, Parker’s phone rang from his pocket, its loud ringtone piercing the quiet hallway.
He glanced at Mrs. Wilson and her son in the distance, not wanting to disturb them, and stepped a few paces to the window to take the call.
Seeing the caller ID, his expression turned icy.
Ludwik approached, spotting the local Emperor City landline number on the screen, guessing it was probably the police station. “Answer it.”
Parker nodded and picked up, “Mr. Lane, did that mute beast confess? Who ordered him to kill my uncle?”
Before he could finish, Mr. Lane sternly interrupted, “Mr. Doonan, we need you to come to the station immediately! The suspect suddenly died during interrogation.
Our officers did not employ any extreme measures. He died in his chair, and despite immediate resuscitation efforts, his heart had stopped.
We’ve sent his body for an autopsy to understand what happened.”
“What? Dead?!”
Parker clenched his jaw tightly, a buzzing in his ears, barely containing a roar, “How could you let this happen? You had one job with the suspect, and he dies? Why didn’t you check his health first?”
“Mr. Doonan, please listen…” Mr. Lane tried to explain.
Parker’s eyes were icy as he smashed his phone on the ground.
Ludwik had heard everything. His brows furrowed deeply, pushing Parker, “We need to go to the station now.”
“Ludwik!” Parker shot him a look.
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