Chapter 992: Chapter 992

Chapter 992:

“Even without you, I would have brought the mafia down,” Allison said. She paused for a moment, then added, “By now, Kellan should know where the warehouse is.”

After all, she had switched the doctor’s car keys.

Meanwhile, the doctor was on his way back to the clinic when a man in a traffic police uniform suddenly signaled him to stop.

“Checking for drunk drivers at this hour?” the doctor muttered.

He looked at himself, then checked the time, uncertain.

Though suspicious, he decided to stop his car, half-believing it.

He leaned out the window and said, “Sir, I haven’t been drinking.”

“All results will be determined by the test,” came the reply.

Sherman, pretending to be a traffic cop, approached the car window.

“Sir, please get out of the vehicle.”

“Alright.” The doctor reluctantly stepped out.

Sherman extended his hand. “Let me see your driver’s license and car keys.”

The doctor bent down to grab them, but then he paused. “And why do you need my car keys?”

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As he looked down, he noticed something about Sherman’s pants. They weren’t standard issue, which made it clear — this was a fake cop!

“You’re an imposter—”

Before the doctor could say another word, Sherman’s hand had already hit his neck.

“Mr. Lloyd, it’s done. Should we take him to the police station?” The doctor had already lost consciousness.

Kellan stepped out of the shadows. “No need. Have someone clean this up and toss him to the forest. Feed him to the wolves.” His anger was clear, and his intent was chilling.

“Yes,” Sherman replied.

Sherman remembered how Kellan used to be quick to violence, but he had become calmer since meeting Allison.

Now, hearing such an order made Sherman uneasy.

It was a sign that his boss was really furious.

Sherman’s throat went dry as he thought of this. “Mr. Lloyd, here are the car keys you asked for.”

Kellan grunted without any emotion, acknowledging him, before taking the keys from the doctor.

He quickly dismantled the key and removed a small tracking chip from inside.

“It has the warehouse location data. Send someone to check it out immediately.”

Sherman nodded seriously. “Yes, I’ll get on it right away.”

He couldn’t understand who would be foolish enough to kidnap Allison!

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