Despite his fury, Bennett had to order his men, âCease all action, everyone! Do not interfere!â
Only when Bennett issued the command did his men finally stand down.
Adrian glanced at Holden, and they exchanged a knowing look.
Holden proceeded to start the vehicle as Adrian pushed Bennett inside, the knife still embedded in his arm and Adrianâs grip unwavering.
âConsider yourself warned; if you try anything, the next cut will be on your penis!â Adrian said to Bennett.
Holden slammed the accelerator, speeding toward the direction Ariana had taken off.
His crew trailed closely.
It now looked like everything was going according to plan.
Bound in the backseat, Bennett maintained a composed stare at Holden, unable to move.
After a pause, he grinned and remarked, âRarely do I encounter someone who matches my mettle.
I must concede, Mr.
Fredrick, that I admire that.
You and I, weâre birds of a feather.
â
âWhat nonsense are you saying?â Adrian chuckled, shaking his head.
âYouâre in our hands.
Are you trying to get to our good side by saying that? Being agreeable wonât earn you any leniency.
â
âYou are really easy to get angry.
â Bennett glanced at Adrian, then reclined, flashing a relaxed smile.
âHowever, the camaraderie between you and Holden does stir emotions in me.
â
âSave it,â Adrian retorted coldly.
âI find your words rather repulsive.
â
Though Adrianâs words were harsh, Bennett remained composed.
He chuckled.
âYour tongue is sharper than a knife.
But honestly, I envy your relationship with Holden.
I have numerous subordinates, yet none would go to such lengths for me.
Clearly, I think thereâs a distinct difference between true friends and mere subordinates.
â
âWith such a mindset, who would ever regard you as a friend?â Adrian couldnât help but take a dig.
âItâs regrettable.
If I had friends like you to guide me, perhaps I would lead a respectable life in the open now,â Bennett said, seemingly disregarding Adrianâs remark.
He continued talking, expressing himself with what appeared to be sincere emotion, leaving Adrian uncertain about how to respond.
As Adrian began to contemplate if he had been overly harsh on Bennett, a beeping sound came from Bennett.
âWhatâs that sound?â Holden asked, frowning.
âIt seems to be emanating from him,â Adrian replied, swiftly patting down Bennett and discovering a small blinking button hidden in his jacket.
âWhat is this?â Adrian inspected it, puzzled, then directed the question to Bennett.
âA bomb detector,â Bennett responded calmly.
âYou have your gadgets; I have mineâ¦â
Before he could elaborate, explosions tore through the convoy trailing them.
Holdenâs crew was decimated in a flash.
âWhen youâre a frequent target like me, you make preparations beforehand,â