Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir

122. I'm changed.

It’s nighttime.

Those that needed to be notified of the unique situation Coraline and I found ourselves in had been briefed. My father had told me to do whatever it takes to ‘make sure that the both of us remain alive until the culprit is behind bars.’ Those were his exact words. He’s a real comfort, my father, and has such a way with words. Gerald was much more sympathetic to our plight and promised that he would stick around as well until this whole thing was over. Even if none of us would be able to do a thing if some gunman broke into the house and caught us all unaware, it felt nice to know that so many people are there in our corner.

After I called my father, I called Erikkson and told him about the situation so I could get him to handle our anti-logging campaign and the activists. When I told Chief about what was happening, though, I got the strangest reaction.

“We will come to the city,” he told me, “We would be able to hunt him before he can attack you.”

Knowing that these we