As Dexter briskly walked down the driveway to his car, he pulled out his phone and dialed Ivy's number. After a few rings, she picked up."Dex, what's up?" Ivy's voice came through the line."Ivy, Richard mentioned you needed to talk to me about the NIS involvement. What's going on?" Dexter asked, his tone urgent."Meet me at the usual spot in twenty minutes. I'll fill you in on the details then," Ivy replied, her voice serious."Alright, I'll be there," Dexter confirmed before ending the call.Dexter slid into the driver's seat of his car and started the engine. As he drove towards the meeting spot, his mind raced with thoughts about the NIS and the airplane crash. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him, and he knew he had to act fast.Twenty minutes later, Dexter arrived at the designated spot and found Ivy waiting for him. They quickly exchanged greetings before Ivy launched into a detailed account of the NIS's plans concerning the airplane crash. The urgency in her vo
Dexter's heart raced as he scrolled through the file on his phone. The numbers and names on the screen seemed unreal, as if they belonged to a different world. He sank into his office chair, feeling the weight of the shocking revelation. How could this be happening?With trembling fingers, he dialed Richard's number, his mind still reeling from the discovery. Richard answered the call, his voice strained from trying to pacify the agitated executives in Dexter's absence."Dexter, when will you be back?" Richard's voice crackled through the phone.Dexter took a deep breath, trying to steady himself before speaking. "Richard, I need you to round up the meeting and apologize to the executives. I won't be able to hold the meeting anytime soon."There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Richard responded, "What's going on, Dexter? Is everything okay?"Dexter struggled to find the right words to explain the situation. "I... I can't talk about it right now. Just tell t
Richard nodded, his expression mirroring the gravity of the situation. "I'll get him right away," he said, his voice tinged with urgency.Ivy stepped forward, her eyes meeting Dexter's with determination. "We can't let this escalate any further. We need to figure out who's behind this before it's too late," she said, her voice unwavering.Dexter nodded, his mind already racing with plans and possibilities. "We'll get to the bottom of this, no matter what it takes," he said, his tone resolute. "But first, we need to make sure everyone is safe."The tension in the room was palpable as they all realized the gravity of the situation. With the threat looming over them, they knew they had to act quickly and decisively to protect themselves and those they cared about.
As Dexter hurried to his car, his mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead, he stopped in his tracks as he spotted Richard and Jack in the parking lot. "Richard, please come here," Dexter called out, reminding him of the urgent task he had assigned earlier. He quickly briefed Richard on where he was headed before turning to greet Jack, who snubbed him and walked towards the entrance of the office without a word.Shaking his head at Jack's dismissive attitude, Dexter entered his car and started the engine, driving off with a sense of urgency.Jack hurriedly excused himself from the office, Richard nodded and handed him his car keys without suspecting anything. Jack quickly made his way outside, with Richard following him from a distance, trying to remain inconspicuous. Dexter's heart pounded in his chest as he sat in his car, the weight of the mystery man's words hanging heavily in the air. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease as he tried to piece together the puzzle of who this enigmatic figure might be. Suddenly, the shrill ring of the burner phone shattered the silence, jolting Dexter back to the present. With a deep breath, he answered the call, the mystery man's voice cutting through the line, instructing him to come inside.Dexter's grip tightened on the phone as he ended the call, his mind racing with fear. He stepped out of his car, his movements deliberate and cautious as he made his way towards the flat door. The house was eerily quiet, adding to the sense of foreboding that hung in the air.As he approached the entrance, Dexter's senses were on high alert, every sound amplified in theHeir to the Richmond Empire Chapter 81: Who Are You?!
Dexter walked into the chief's office, still reeling from the events of the previous day. He had just finished giving his statement to the police concerning the accident of Thompson he witnessed, and now he needed to speak with the chief.As he entered the office, Dexter was surprised to see a man he didn't recognize sitting behind the desk. "Excuse me, sir," Dexter said tentatively, "I'm here to see the chief of police."The man behind the desk looked up and smiled. "That's me," he said. "I'm Chief Johnson. How can I help you?"Dexter's confusion was evident as he tried to process the information. "Chief Johnson? I'm sorry, but I don't think I've seen you in the office before. Are you new here?"The chief chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "No, I've been here for a few months now, I was transferred six months ago. But I understand your confusion. I've not really been in the office since my operation as I was hospitalized. And who might you be sir?”Dexter nodded, still trying to
James stood up from the chairman's seat, his expression was a mix of anger and forced smiles as Dexter approached. The tension in the room was palpable as Dexter exchanged greetings, his face set with determination.Dexter wasted no time getting down to business. "Why do you want to bring back the F-X plan?" he questioned the executives, his voice firm and unwavering. "Lives were lost because of this plan."Before anyone could respond, James, Dexter's uncle, interrupted with a stern tone. "Dexter, you should not involve the past in the present. We are here to discuss the future of the company, not dwell on what has already happened."Dexter's jaw clenched, but he maintained his composure. "The past is relevant when it comes to making decisions that could impact lives," he retorted, his voice tinged with frustration.The executives shifted uncomfortably in their seats, exchanging nervous glances. The room was filled with an uneasy silence as the weight of Dexter's words hung in the air
As they entered Dexter's office, Dexter swiftly joined the two recordings on a flash drive and handed it to Richard. "I need you to give this to the chief of police," Dexter said with a serious tone.Confused, Richard asked, "But why? The police closed the case, didn't they?"Dexter hesitated before responding, "There's been a development. I just found out today that someone has been impersonating the chief of police. It's imperative that the real chief sees this."Richard's eyes widened in shock as he processed the information. "Wait, so you're saying all the information we've been giving has been going to the wrong person?" he exclaimed.Dexter nodded gravely. "Yes, it seems that way. We need to rectify this immediately."Richard realized that all the reports and evidence they had gathered concerning Dexter's case may not have been properly reviewed. The gravity of the situation began to sink in as they discussed their next steps.Dexter sat at his desk, deep in thought as he proces