Chapter 145 Help! Murder!

Meanwhile, in an indoor bungee park hall at Crestmont was a towering platform looming over a pit of bottomless darkness. There, the troublesome Clara and Cassian were tied to separate chairs. They had rags stuffed into their mouths as they stared in terror at the man standing a few feet away. Gabriel had just arrived. He stood in the shadows, his presence cold and suffocating. Just then, a bodyguard hurried forward and lowered his voice, saying, "Mr. Holton, their accounts received a five hundred thousand dollars transfer from an anonymous source. We're tracing the IP now." Gabriel gave a brief nod, then signaled for the bodyguard to remove the gags. "Who sent you?" he questioned. Clara flinched but still tried to sound defiant. "No one sent us! That doctor—Emily—she has no ethics!" "That's right! We're telling the truth!" Cassian's voice trembled despite his shouting. Gabriel regarded them with a blank expression. Patience had never been his virtue, especially when it came t