CHAPTER 165.

Some other officers marched into the station that very minute, dragging in a man on a brown shirt, his clothes damp and wet.

He kept mumbling and expressing himself audibly, "I said, I can take you to the exact point where I picked him… I swear, I had no idea." He kept pleading.

Methot gazed at the officers yelling at him and pushing him to a chair by the side of the room.

"sit down there, and don't move an inch." One of the officers commanded, walking into the office opposite.

Methot turned to officer Bennett, "did you go ask why they brought that man?" He asked, pointing at the man who was now lowering his head to the ground.

Bennett moved a step, then he paused, "they'll get information from him, so there's no need to go ask about that, just sit there and face your reasons for being here."

Methot nodded, he decided not to say a word than demand to speak with Kendrick until he was out of there.

He observed the movements of the officers who hurried in and out, shaking hands with