Salute To The General

Chapter 56 Ignorant

Harold commented coldly, "You and your husband injured so many men; of course, they'll want some

compensation!"

"Now, I'm giving both parties the chance to negotiate. If you and your husband don't take the deal, I'll

just have to do things by the law. Your husband will most likely end up in jail for this."

Nathan's lips curled into a smirk. "No wonder you were so slow to respond when our man had called

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Temper flaring, the policeman growled, "Seems like you still haven't realized the severity of the

situation. Men, bring this criminal to the holding cells! Let's see if he's more aware of his situation once

he's been stewing in there for 24 hours."

Knowing that her husband was about to be locked up, Penny was visibly panicked as Carl and the

thugs laughed maliciously, gleeful at his misfortune.

There was a strange smile on Nathan's face as he said, "If you want to lock me up, sure. Just let me

make a phone call before then."

Harold narrowed his eyes. "Calling your lawyer? Hah! You seriously think anyone can save you from

this fate?"

Ignoring him, Nathan pulled out his phone and called Colin Dunne. After telling the other man that he

was at the police station, he hung up.

Turning, he followed the policemen escorting him to the holding cells. He had barely taken more than

two steps when Harold's phone rang.

Pulling out his phone, the vice-captain glanced at the caller ID. His expression instantly changed as he

accepted the call and spoke courteously, "How can I help you, Chief? It's odd for you to be calling me

personally."

"Are you tired of living, you damn piece of trash! Do you have any idea who Mr. Cross is? How dare

you arrest him! You f****** shit, don't drag me down with you into this mess. I'm a few months away

from retirement and you better not mess it up! If anything,

Harold winced slightly as his superior continued to berate him. His face was pale as a cold sweat broke

out on his forehead. Finally, the chief of police demanded that he apologize to Mr. Cross. Or else, he

would face the consequences.

He had just ended the call when the captain, Jerry Tallman, called him. Like the chief, Jerry gave him a

harsh dressing down.

When he finally hung up, his ear was ringing with the loud screaming that it had been subjected to. A

terrible sinking feeling was in his gut as he realized that he had angered someone whom he

shouldnothave.

Nathan, noting the terror in the vicecaptain's eyes as he stared at him, had a faint smile playing on his

lips. "Are you still going to lock me up now?"

Voice quavering, Harold pleaded, "Mr. Cross, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I beg you,

please forgive my actions..."

The rest of the policemen were staring at Harold with a mix of consternation and shock. Just a few

minutes ago, he had been aggressive and commanding, yet two phone calls later, he was timid and

subservient. What exactly happened?

Nathan stared back at the vice-captain coldly. "Do you know why you were wrong?”

Harold hurriedly answered, "I was ignorant and incredibly rude to you. That was foolish of me."

"Wrong! You were not wrong because you were rude to me; you were wrong because you were

protecting the guilty and punishing the innocent!"

Sweat trickled down the sides of Harold's face. "Y-yes. I know that I was wrong now. Please, Mr. Cross,

give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. Someone of your status shouldn't be in here; why don't

we go to the VIP lounge and talk?"

"No, I want to stay here. Bring that curly-haired man, Carl, in here for me."

At Nathan's words, the vice-captain seemed a little confused. However, something seemed to click in

his mind as he replied several seconds later, "Yes, sir. I'll get right to it."

That being said, he and the other policemen left the holding cells.