Chapter 99 Drunk

Roman straightened his collar, stood, and walked away without a glance back. Behind him, the two men dragged the half-conscious Cole into a van. Soon, the vehicle disappeared into the night and eventually stopped in the city's filthiest, most chaotic slum. Cole was tossed out, and from that moment on, it was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. In the returning car, Roman pulled out his phone and sent a text to Gabriel. "It's done." ... At Mallory's apartment, Emily sat at the table, eyes fixed on her laptop as she organized medical case files she would need for her exchange program in Ritzland. Her profile was calm and focused. Just then, Mallory walked over with two glasses of warm milk and sat beside her. "Mills." "Hm?" Emily didn't look up. "I heard something in the department this morning… Maurice had a stroke and is half-paralyzed. He was brought to our hospital," Mallory said. Emily's fingers paused on the keyboard momentarily. Then, they moved again a