Chapter 56 Harold commented coldly, âYou and your husband injured so many men; of course, theyâll want some compensation!â
âNow, Iâm giving both parties the chance to negotiate. If you and your husband donât take the deal, Iâll just have to do things by the law. Your husband will most likely end up in jail for this.â
Nathanâs lips curled into a smirk. âNo wonder you were so slow to respond when our man had called the police. Youâre all working together!â
Temper flaring, the policeman growled, âSeems like you still havenât realized the severity of the situation. Men, bring this criminal to the holding cells! Letâs see if heâs more aware of his situation once heâs been stewing in there for 24 hours.â
Knowing that her husband was about to be locked up, Penny was visibly panicked as Carl and the thugs laughed maliciously, gleeful at his misfortune.
There was a strange smile on Nathanâs face as he said, âIf you want to lock me up, sure. Just let me make a phone call before then.â
Harold narrowed his eyes. âCalling your lawyer? Hah! You seriously think anyone can save you from this fate?â
Ignoring him, Nathan pulled out his phone and called Colin Dunne. After telling the other man that he was at the police station, he hung up.
Turning, he followed the policemen escorting him to the holding cells. He had barely taken more than two steps when Haroldâs phone rang.
Pulling out his phone, the vice-captain glanced at the caller ID. His expression instantly changed as he accepted the call and spoke courteously, âHow can I help you, Chief? Itâs odd for you to be calling me personally.â
âAre you tired of living, you damn piece of trash! Do you have any idea who Mr. Cross is? How dare you arrest him! You f******
shit, donât drag me down with you into this mess. Iâm a few months away from retirement and you better not mess it up! If anything, anything happens to Mr. Cross, Iâm going to f*** you up!â
Harold winced slightly as his superior continued to berate him. His face was pale as a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Finally, the chief of police demanded that he apologize to Mr. Cross. Or else, he would face the consequences.
He had just ended the call when the captain, Jerry Tallman, called him. Like the chief, Jerry gave him a harsh dressing down.
When he finally hung up, his ear was ringing with the loud screaming that it had been subjected to. A terrible sinking feeling was in his gut as he realized that he had angered someone whom he should not have.
Nathan, noting the terror in the vice-captainâs eyes as he stared at him, had a faint smile playing on his lips. âAre you still going to lock me up now?â
Voice quavering, Harold pleaded, âMr. Cross, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I beg you, please forgive my actions...â
The rest of the policemen were staring at Harold with a mix of consternation and shock. Just a few minutes ago, he had been aggressive and commanding, yet two phone calls later, he was timid and subservient. What exactly happened?
Nathan stared back at the vice-captain coldly. âDo you know why you were wrong?â
Harold hurriedly answered, âI was ignorant and incredibly rude to you. That was foolish of me.â
âWrong! You were not wrong because you were rude to me; you were wrong because you were protecting the guilty and punishing the innocent!â
Sweat trickled down the sides of Haroldâs face. âY-yes. I know that I was wrong now. Please, Mr. Cross, give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. Someone of your status shouldnât be in here; why donât we go to the VIP lounge and talk?â
âNo, I want to stay here. Bring that curly-haired man, Carl, in here for me.â
At Nathanâs words, the vice-captain seemed a little confused. However, something seemed to click in his mind as he replied several seconds later, âYes, sir. Iâll get right to it.â
That being said, he and the other policemen left the holding cells.