The reporters left. Hedeon walked into the main hall with Nollace. “Nollace, what’s going on? Madam Ames is dead?”
He didn’t know anything about that.
Nollace stopped in front of the elevator and calmly nodded. “Yes.”
Hedeon suddenly understood. “So, the reporters were here to frame you? Who would be dumb enough to paint themselves as a suspect?”
Nollace had blocked the news, so only the people who worked in prison and the bureau knew. Once the news got out, it would mean that people from these two places were the ‘problem’.
He looked at Hedeon and tapped his shoulder. “You’re quite clever.”
“I have to be if I want to hang out around you.” Hedeon flashed a big smile.
Nollace nodded. “I orchestrated the entire thing.”
Hedeon’s smile faded as he followed him into the elevator. “Are you joking?”
“Do you think I am?”
“No, but the reporters today… You arranged for them to come over?”
“They didn’t know that.” Nollace looked at him and squinted. “Now that you know, if you let th
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