Charlotte let out a piercing shriek, her hands flying to her face as if to shield herself from the unbearable reality that she was surrounded with. She started pulling off from the delusion that she had so proudly worn like the high mistress of clowns.“Here are a few graphic proofs to show that the same Bradley Stevens we all know is a member of a drug trafficking organization,” Oscar’s tone was resonating with authority, his hands dipped into his pocket as he waited for the projector screen to pop up with the next line of evidence.The pictures on the projector screen showed a clear link between Bradley and the organ trafficking ring.Everyone in the hall held their breaths as the pictures on the screen showed Bradley talking with people who were known to be organ traffickers and had been wanted by the police for a long time.The next line of images showed Bradley handing over huge sums of money to strange-looking people. One of the images even showed a glass case where something th

***Meanwhile, Oscar instead of following the other officer in pursuing after Bradley stayed back to reaccess situations.“What are we going to do about this situation?” Oscar’s personal assistant, Layla asked as they headed back into the hall.Oscar’s mind was brimming with ideas as he sought the best option to apprehend Bradley. He knew that Bradley’s first point of call was going to be his organ trafficking cult and that only meant that he would be hiding somewhere waiting for them to come and pick him up.If his cult members come to pick him up, it would be much more difficult to find either him or members of his organ trafficking group. He paused for a bit as if he was in a deep thought and then he hissed. “What's that sir?” Layla asked, noticing that her boss was disturbed about something.“Oh, that? Apologies, it's just that I think I know where Bradley might be or at least where he would be heading.”Layla’s eyes bulged open in surprise. “How do you know that, Sir?”She then

Bradley’s eyes darted around the alley, his gaze searching for something even though he wasn't quite sure what he was searching for. Maybe an escape but he also knew that it would be impossible to escape from Bradley’s presence at that moment - not when he had a gun being pointed at his head.Bradley concluded that there was no escape for him so he hesitantly lowered himself to the ground, his submission a bitter pill.Oscar’s face was gleaming with a smirk of satisfaction. “Now, your hands behind your back.”Oscar wanted to get Bradley back into custody like a mere thief just as he deserved. Oscar’s hands moved with precision as the sound of the cuffs clinking hung in the air. “You want to know how I was able to find you here? Well, it’s the same flash drive.”“Oh! And just in case the other members of your blackmail and organ trafficking group decide that they are going to come to steal the flash drive away from my possession, you might want to tell them that I have copies of ever

Oscar’s gaze faltered, a flicker of doubt creeping into his eyes as his conscience nudged at him. The officer was indeed a good man and quite loyal. He definitely didn't deserve to die in that manner because if there was something Oscar was sure about, it was about his loyalty and readiness.Oscar could have called a convoy to come pick him up after the operation but he wanted to develop trust with the officer after noticing strong traits of loyalty in him.Even though the dimwit in the backseat was only trying to provoke him, the officer was indeed a good guy.Bradley saw Oscar’s silence as an invitation and encouragement to taunt him further as he spoke some more words.“Have you given a thought to what his family would think about his death? His wife and probably his little girl?”“Have you thought of how they would receive the news that the man of the house would no longer be with them? And all because of what? Just to protect you and in a very foolish manner I must say, haha.”O

He was calling her his husband but they weren't even married yet. They had not officially gotten married so why the public humiliation? Was no one going to come to her rescue, she reasoned.She couldn’t have any more of the humiliation so she turned to him. “Sir, I don't know who you are but the man you are talking about isn't my husband. We are not officially married and of course, with this revelation, we can't proceed with the marriage.”Charlotte hoped that her explanation would take some of the pressure off her back.But the man was unwilling to stop the accusations. His anger was a raging fire that sought to consume Charlotte. Since he couldn't have Bradley to roast, there was nothing that could stop him from going after Charlotte.The man’s voice was thick with the weight of anger and pain as he spoke. Charlotte realized that if she remained there, the man would keep barking like a dog and more people would keep staring at her in an event that was already getting messed up due