His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1140 Negotiation

"What?" Duncan was not convinced. The deal was too good to be true.

"Do you know what it mean for a special police to lose his gun? I have been in the SWAT team for

three years now. In these past years, I have worked hard every day because I didn't have a wealthy

background. The only one I can truly depend on is myself. If I don't work harder than the others, I will

be replaced by young men who come after me," Warren said in a bitter tone.

"If they find out that I have lost my gun, I will be suspended or even dismissed. I can't afford to lose my

job. If my wife finds out that I have lost my job, she will leave me. She wouldn't want to be with a

penniless man like me."

It was difficult to decipher whether Warren's words were true or not. But Duncan began to believe him

because no one could understand more than him the fear of being disliked by the love of his life after

losing his job. It was the most miserable thing he had to encounter.

The middle class men of the world always suffered from similar miserable situations and had to face

the same kind of agony. So Warren's words moved Duncan. He sighed with mixed feelings, "Men have

been cursed with that fate."

Hearing Duncan's worn sigh, Warren knew that his words had some effect on him.

"Yes, life is not easy for people like us." Saying that, Warren turned to look at the police officer. "Mark,

order the policemen to put down their guns." Warren turned back to face Duncan and said, "All these

men have a good relationship with me. We had joined the SWAT team together. So they will aid me.

Actually, Duncan, it will also be in your good interest if they choose to help me."

Mark and the others slowly put down their guns as they realized that Warren's method might turn out to

have the best outcome.

He had already made some progress. Duncan began to drop his guard against them.

Since the policemen weren't armed anymore, he relaxed a bit. But he still hadn't given up on the

money. "Now, bring the suitcase to me! I'm warning you, if you play any tricks on me, you will never find

the kids!"

"I won't play any tricks. I promise you," Warren nodded and swore in a pretended firm voice.

He grabbed the suitcase with his left hand and raised his right hand to show that he was unarmed and

reliable.

He walked towards Duncan in a slow, stable pace. No one made a sound. It was so quiet that they

could hear each other's breathing.

Duncan stood still with the gun in his hand. His breathing was rapid and he was more nervous than

what he was showing. He didn't want to lose his life in some deserted mountain.

He knew Vivi's true colors now. He finally understood what kind of person she really was. He wanted to

survive and live a better life than her. That would be a slap in her face.

If what the police officer, Warren, said was true, he would make a correct decision and believe the

officers.

After all, he figured that if he made things easy for others, things would end up being easy for him too.

If both him and the police could benefit from their cooperation, why not just cooperate?

And even if this was nothing but Warren's scheme to capture him, he wasn't afraid. He was standing

with his back against the corner of the wall. The children were locked in the small room behind him. He

looked sideways and saw the half-opened window of the small room.

Although the door to the small room was locked, there was a window on the other side of the room.

The window was not too big, but it could easily let an adult through.

He hadn't noticed the size of the window before now. Otherwise, he would've closed it before he had

left. But because his mind was wholly taken up by the money and Vivi at that time, he thought it

wouldn't be a problem to just let it be. So he had tied the kids up and had thrown them in the room with

the window opened.

He didn't think that the size of the window would be a threat to him.

But thinking about it now, thanks to his negligence, he had a path to escape.

As Duncan was lost in thoughts, Warren continued to move towards him.

He came closer to him, steadily closing the distance between them.

"Stop! Just push the suitcase towards me," Duncan quickly snapped out of his thoughts and ordered This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Warren. After the blunder just now, Duncan had become more vigilant. After he instructed Warren to

stay back, he raised his hand and pointed his gun at the policemen, yelling, "All of you, move back!"

"Mark, it's okay. Just do what he says. He just wants to leave peacefully. He won't hurt me. Just move

back." Warren exchanged a knowing look with Mark and said this to relax Duncan.

Mark hesitated. If they moved back, Duncan might try something and Warren was likely to get hurt. A

cornered beast could be dangerous and Duncan was desperate. Any sign of sudden movement could

drive him to do something stupid.

"Move back now!" Duncan yelled angrily.

Warren glanced at Mark and signalled that he was fine.

Mark narrowed his brows at the predicament. But time was short for any wise decisions to be taken

and he was left with no other choice. He raised his voice and called out, "Everybody, move back!"

He chose to believe in Warren.

He knew that this act would mean putting Warren in immediate danger, but if he didn't take that risk, at

least a few policemen would lose their lives when Duncan finally went out of control. Moreover, he

might escape and continue to run and hurt more citizens in the city.

That was not a desirable outcome.

Back when they had chosen to become a part of the special police force, they had known that they

would face all kinds of dangers in order to complete their missions. And they had already made up their

minds to devote their lives whenever and wherever the country needed.

Their lives were not a joyous adventure.

They had dedicated their lives to ensure the safety of the people.

After all, someone had to do it. And they were glad that it was them.

"Yes, Sir!" the policemen answered in unison. They were going through complicated feelings now. But

after weighing the scales, they knew what they had to do.

Duncan started to calm down when he saw the policemen put distance between them and him. If they

kept their word and really released him, he would get the chance to start over.

But before he could run away, he wanted to make sure that his survival would be followed by a carefree

life.

"Push the suitcase towards me!" he urged Warren, who hadn't yet done what he had asked.

"Yes, I will. Please stay calm," Warren said in a faint voice to set Duncan's mind at ease.

He gently pushed the case towards Duncan. The case had wheels on it; it slid slowly towards Duncan

and was finally in his reach.

Duncan was still pointing his gun at Warren's head. Although there was a short distance between him

and Warren, if he fired the gun, it would easily find its mark.

Without looking down at the suitcase, he pulled it to his side with one hand. He then asked Warren in a

cold tone, "You are from the special force. You must have handcuffs with you, right?"