Chapter 966
Lionel glared at Nathaniel.
“Finally awake, huh? You were so weak, yet you still managed to bite me until I bled. You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Nathaniel smirked, his lips pale.
“If I didn’t, how could I show my desperation and despair? Romello is keen. If my acts were too fake, he’d see right through it.”
Lionel snorted in annoyance.
“I should’ve slapped you harder then.”
Seeing him still dwelling on that, Nathaniel chuckled softly, slowly propping up his weak body to sit up.
Across from him in the armored vehicle, Elliot was engrossed in reading some
documents.
Nathaniel asked, “How did you know something happened on my end? You came pretty quickly.”
“Gabrielle sent a message to Sheena for help, hoping Sheena would return the stolen item in exchange for your release.”
Nathaniel felt a rare warmth in his heart.
“Gabrielle is so naive. She doesn’t understand anything.”
Returning the drug would confirm his theft and not only jeopardize Sheena’s efforts, but it would also give Romello a reason to kill him.
Denying was the only way to stay alive.
With a clear mind, he glanced back at Elliot and continued, “What about the drug? How’s the testing going? Romello mentioned it was important last night.”
“Not yet. Yosef needs to cross–reference it with the database. We should have results by noon,” Elliot said nonchalantly, his tone calm yet tinged with a hint of jesting. “If they find anything, we wouldn’t have arrested you at the Nicholls residence earlier.”
Nathaniel chuckled. “True.”
The car fell into a brief silence for a few minutes, with no one spealing.
After Lionel finished treating himself, he eyed Nathaniel’s bloodstained shirt and clicked
his tongue.
“I Just applied medication for you and noticed you have quite a few external injuries. How many hits did you take?”
Nathaniel glanced at his heavily blood–stained clothing.
“I lost count, but I think two were broken.”
Two?
A paddle soaked in water was already quite resilient.
To break it, one would need to strike it hundreds of times.
Romello’s actions were rather harsh this time.
Moreover, he was only suspecting the disappearance of the potion from the top floor, and Nathaniel was still his own brother.
Yet, he subjected him to such brutal beatings.
However, given the old grudges between the two, Lionel deliberately teased, “You’re still as stubborn as ever, not a word spilled even after going through all the torture devices. It took me a day and a night to pry something out of you back then.”
He was referring to Nathaniel’s previous arrest for stealing the S404.
It was a dark chapter in their history.
Nathaniel’s expression turned grim almost instantly, and he did not hold back in his retort, “Speaking as if you weren’t stubborn yourself. Remember when I beat you all night in the Laubabwe dungeon, and you didn’t crack?”
“Hey!”
Both had once tried to outdo each other ruthlessly and bringing up old grievances instantly made the atmosphere tense in the car.
Across from them, Elliot gave each of them a stern look.
“Since you both still have the energy to banter, showing you’re quite strong… Well, we’re almost at the interrogation room. To be fair, why don’t we hang both of you up and give
you a good beating? You can recover together and mend your relationship?”
Lionel’s face pated.
“No, please. I don’t want to mend anything with him. Considering he helped you and sheena this time, not beating him up is already generous…”
His voice trailed off as he spoke.
Nathaniel sneered lightly, his blue eyes showing disdain.
Seeing the tension ease between the two, Elliot spoke seriously, “Romello didn’t get anything out of you about stealing the drug, and he probably won’t let it go easily. He’ll Hikely have someone monitoring the investigation here, so we’ll have to temporarily place you in the interrogation room.
“I’ve already arranged for bedding. It shouldn’t take more than a few days to wrap this up. When the time comes, we’ll release you. As for your injuries, I’ll quietly send a military doctor to take care of them.”
