GoodNovelFreeNeil continued confessing, "He mentioned that he didn't have trustworthy connections in the north and needed someone reliable to manage things while he was frequently away." "Get to the point!" Vincent was infuriated.
"It happened to be my child's birthday, and h-he gave my child a gift, along with smoney. Obviously, I couldn't act oblivious. I had to reciprocate. So, I helped him find a house in the Nomunal College residential area." "How kind of you!" Vincent scolded sternly. "Why did he give you 15 thousand dollars? You've really proven yourself helpful." With a mournful expression, Neil looked at Vincent, trembling with fear.
"He said he had a lot going on recently. After buying the house, he needed to renovate it. He askedto oversee it and considered itpensation for my hard work," Neil explained. "I didn't do much. I helped a bit, and he paid for my efforts, and..." "He's a suspect! You've been withfor so many years, yet you've broken the law!" Vincent roared with a gaze full of anger. "I feel truly ashamed for you!" "Why did you report our whereabouts to him?" Atlas asked.
"He toldto keep an eye out for anyoneing from Foswood. If there were, I was to inform him, and he claimed that anyoneing from Foswood would be hispetitor." Neil said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI felt speechless. The dedicated driver was tempted by personal gain and jumped into this mess without a second thought. He didn't even have a shred of discernment.
"Were you the one who picked up Ge last night?" Atlas asked in a low voice.
Neil looked up in surprise but remained silent.
"Last night, you drove an Audi to Dente Hotel and picked up Ge. Where did you take him?" Atlas inquired.
"I-I took him to his house!" Neil replied hesitantly.
"Why did you change the license plate?" "T-That was his idea. He didn't want others to know. Since he frequently used my car, which belonged to the bureau, he thought it wouldn't be good for him. So, he suggested changing the license plate for private matters.
"Why did you report our whereabouts to him?" Atlas asked again.
"H-He said that you guys, hispetitors, were all looking for a person with the last nHartz. He couldn't let you find him. Otherwise, his project would be jeopardized. T-That way, I would lose my source Oe." en.kikistories Neil was still trying to justify himself and looked toward Vincent.
"Mr. Vincent, I really didn't know what he was up to. I just..." he said.
"Call him. Tell him we've been to the house but found it empty. Ask him where he is. Drag the conversation out as much as possible," Atlas' instructed Neil while the tech expert prepared for the task. en.kikistories Neil gulped, his eyes nervously glancing toward Vincent.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You have five minutes to recollect yourself. Keep your emotions in check," Vincentmanded Neil.
Everyone held their breath, waiting quietly for five minutes.
After five minutes, Vincent gave Neil the order, "Make the call!" Neil's hands trembled as he picked up the phone, his Adam's apple bobbing anxiously.
"Take a deep breath," Cane advised the driver, who followed suit.
Neil dialed the number.
All eyes were fixed on Neil, the atmosphere tenser than ever. The next moment, a busy tone emanated from his phone.
Neil breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted. He stole a glance at Vincent.
Just then, a police officer entered. "Mr. Vincent, we tracked the suspect leaving the residential area, taking a taxi with a hostage.' He immediately reported the taxi's license plate number.
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