Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

His eyes were half-lidded, his gaze like a snake, coiled in a circle around Minister Durwyn’s neck, tightening a little, ready to take the latter’s life.

“You threaten me?!” Minister Durwyn grimaced.

James’ voice didn’t rise or fall halfway, “I’m just telling the truth.”

Hearing this, Minister Durwyn stood up with murderous intent in his eyes. The last thing he could accept in his life was someone threatening him!

When several of his men saw this, one of them reached for the walkie-talkie and said, “Stand by.”

By the time the words fell, there was already a red dot aimed at James’ temple, balking at the vicinity of his temple.

As if to provoke and warn, the red dot waved near his eyes.

–

Chante family.

Greyson answered the phone with the speakerphone on, and what was said there could be heard clearly by the others.

“What?” Angela stood up and asked, suppressing her panic, “We found the car, but it wasn’t James in it? The Minister Durwyn guy? Did they ask where James is now?”

She stood up and grabbed Greyson’s phone.

Greyson’s heart ached as he looked at the crumbling wounds on her neck; she had no idea how many such wounds she had yet.

“Don’t be so hasty, ask the questions one by one, or else ask so many, which one do you want him to answer first? Sit down first, the wounds on your body are open!”

Greyson went over to Angela and held her up. Seeing her stubbornness, he wanted to press her into her seat but was worried about hurting her and finally stayed put.

I don’t know if the person on the other end of the phone was too surprised to hear her voice, or for some other reason, didn’t make a sound for half a day.

Angela turned back and looked at Greyson for help, “Brother-”

As the words fell, a terrified voice rang out on the other end of the phone, “Fuck, you you you sister-? Isn’t she dead? A ghost? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ghosts!!!”

“Shut the fuck up!” “Who’s in the car and where’s James at the moment, did you ask?”

“…… asked, I’m not stupid.” Seeing that he was really angry, the guy over there stopped talking nonsense, “They say James is a genius, genius my ass, just a big dumbass!”

“He swapped his limited edition sports car with a regular motorbike because of traffic! A limited edition sports car! What an idiot!”

Greyson couldn’t help but yell, “Is that the fucking point?”

The point is that the car was fitted with a tracker and he knew James’ whereabouts at the very least, but since James had swapped the car with someone else!

It fucking pisses him off!

The person on the other end of the phone was confused, “Isn’t that the point?”

Greyson didn’t want to talk to him, “Come on, I’ll buy you dinner some day! Don’t say anything about this, or we won’t be brothers anymore!”

After saying that, he simply hung up.

He turned his head and saw Angela’s face was very ugly, so he hurriedly comforted her, “Angela, don’t worry. Since he changed the car of his own accord, there must be nothing serious wrong with it. Think about it, if he drove this car over there and let those people in Minister Durwyn find out about the tracker, it would not be easy to explain.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

James the big cunt!

If Minister Durwyn hadn’t changed locations, he would at least know, but if he had, where would he find him then?

Angela gulped and moistened her dry throat, wanting to ask if there was no other way to find James, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out.

But if he hadn’t cared so much about her, a little more traffic on the road and they would have found him and nothing would have happened at all by then!

He cares so much about her, she doesn’t know whether to be happy or sad ……

“Angela,” Greyson panicked at the watery look under her eyes, “don’t you cry, before James left, he gave me an address, maybe that Minister Durwyn hasn’t changed it, we can still find someone if we go there now! ”

Luna was much calmer than he was, “It’s not that it might have been, but it definitely wasn’t changed. According to Angela, Mr. James had switched off on the way, which was most likely a request from Minister Durwyn’s side.”

Greyson said, “That doesn’t mean anything, it’s probably because that Minister Durwyn changed his address that James switched off his phone. Anyway, that man is the Minister of Public Security, so he must be very careful!”

“Everyone knows that Mr. James cares about Angela and wouldn’t risk her life, so naturally he wouldn’t go against the other side’s wishes in the matter of rescuing Angela, and that’s why Minister Durwyn didn’t change his address.”

“But ……”

Luna interrupted him, “Don’t rush to refute first. Just think about it, where did Mr. James change his car? About a hundred metres northbound at the intersection of Fenghua Road and Correctional Street, where does that lead? Is it towards the location that Mr. James said before?”

When Greyson thought about it, sure enough, and James had switched off his phone by that time. This would suggest that, for whatever reason exactly, there really was no change of location on Minister Durwyn’s side.

“That’ll be fine!” He snapped his fingers, “I’ll bring a few men over here.”

He turned to Angela and said, “Angela don’t be sad, brother will go and bring him back to you!”

He was about to leave after saying that.

“Wait.” Angela’s voice was hoarse as she called out to him.

Greyson was unsure, “Hmm? Something else?”

You have to save someone before it’s too late, or what happens if Minister Durwyn gets his hands on them, or moves locations?

“Minister Durwyn’s men, have guns most likely, and are not as skilled as you are.” Angela was flustered but surprisingly calm, “You will only become new hostages in the hands of Minister Durwyn if you go over there now.”

It’s cruel, but true.

Greyson froze and scratched his hair anxiously, “What then? To …… or should I beg Grandpa Thompson for help? I hear their family is black and white.”

“This is too involved and it’s highly unlikely that the Thompson family will step in.” Luna unceremoniously shattered his illusion and followed up with the suggestion, “Speak to the Brown family.”

The Brown family had enough speaking power within the army and they had always valued James as a grandson (nephew).

“Well, brother, you call Mrs. Harvey and explain the situation. Sister-in-law, listen, what went wrong and you add to it.” Angela said.

She thought about it, and before the two agreed, she suddenly said, “Never mind, I’ll do it.”

–

The sniper rifle was aimed at his head, but James tilted his head to look at Minister Durwyn without even changing his face for a moment, “I’m dead, you’ll take it away in a minute.”

“Who can take me when this evidence is gone?” Minister Durwyn picked up the file bag with a grimace, didn’t even open it to look at it, and simply took the lighter and lit it.

The firelight reflected on his face and the smile on his lips widened a little, “Who else can take me now, you say?”

He cupped the flash drive, handed it to his men and ordered, “Flush it down the toilet.”