Chapter Sixteen

Zion

When we arrived at the Police Station, I just got along well and got out of the car and then followed the police into the Station.

"Oh, Officer Santiago? It's late, why are you with Mr. Enrique and then... Mr. Montefalco? What happened?" Surgent Anderson greeted us.

"Sir, someone reported to us that there was a riot going on with the Enrique Corporation and we caught up with Mr. Enrique and Mr. Montefalco along with their men who were killing each other," it was a formal reply of the policeman whose name was Santiago.

Surgent Anderson first looked at me and Priston who is not far from me. "Is that so? All right, let them in and lock them up. You only have a chance to call your lawyer to handle your case," he said to us.

Just be thankful that my hands were handcuffed otherwise I would have knocked that Priston down in no time. We just went inside and were separated by a chair.

"Boss, sorry. We didn't like what happened ..."

"We don't think that's Priston's plan, I'm sorry..."

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