Chapter 1584

Samuel strode into the police station without hesitation. The officers followed at a distance, with their breaths shallow, as they were afraid to so much as exhale too loudly. One misstep, one wrong move, and Samuel's wrath could turn on them. "Mr. Palmer, I apologize for the oversight. My men acted without consideration and had caused you trouble." The police commissioner, Victor Callahan, gestured to a prepared chair and tea. "You failed me." Samuel eased into the chair, but his gaze was sharp and cold despite the faint smirk on his lips. "Y-You're right. My subordinates were careless. I'll make sure they're dealt with—" "No need." Samuel interrupted calmly. "I've killed him." Victor's head snapped up. "K-Killed?" Everyone knew Brandon was Victor's nephew—his own flesh and blood. The entire station fell silent, and the tension was thick enough to cut with a knife. "People who don't listen aren't worth keeping around. And useless people? They're even more expendable. Woul