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Chapter 110
“Ms Cummings, your uncle is here.” Sasha glowered at the policewoman who came to get her. She had
no uncle. Was this a joke? When the policewoman’s face remained stern and looked like there was no
room for questioning or arguments, Sasha reluctantly got out of her cell.
She was taken to an interrogation room, and when the door opened, she saw a man who looked as old
as her father seated with a glass of water on one side of the table, offering her a small smile when she
came in.
The policewoman left her and her “uncle” with a younger policeman in the interrogation room. Sasha had
never seen the old man in a grey T-shirt and black pants before in her life. As soon as the door closed
behind them, the man started, “Do you want to get out of here, Cummings?”
She was still in a very bad mood, and she instinctively thought that this man was working for Lucianne.
But if he were, why would he lie about being her “uncle”? He could have just said he was here on behalf
of the Crown.
Sasha chose to be more careful. This may be one of her father’s friends she never met, now coming to
help her. So, with whatever calmness she could muster in her fuming being, she asked rhetorically,
“What do you think?”
The old man scoffed darkly and said, “I have a proposition for you. If I get you out, you’ll do as my
employers say, and you will not disobey them. Any of them. That is the only condition. If they tell you to
shut up, you shut up. If they tell you not to do something, you will refrain from doing it. Think you can do
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat?”
Sasha grew contemplative. Never in her life was she told to do as she was told. She did whatever she
wanted, whenever she wanted, even if it meant breaking the law. With her father’s influence and good
relationship with the late King Lucas, Sasha never had to obey anything or anyone. She only had to start
obeying Xandar when he ascended the throne but she didn’t really mind if it meant she would be Queen
one day.
“Who are you?” Sasha asked, hoping that he would say that he was a friend or family member she’d
never met.
The man smirked and said, “I’m the one people hire to get things done. That’s all you need to know.”
“You’ll bail me out?”
He scoffed darkly and muttered to himself, “Wow, they weren’t kidding when they said this one was
stupid.” He then looked at the increasingly enraged Sasha and said, “You do know why you’re here in
prison, don’t you, Cummings?”
She gritted her teeth and uttered, “Yes.”
“Care to enlighten me?” He asked with a cocky smirk. Was he helping her or testing her patience?
“I hurt the King and the…wolf.” Sasha clearly had difficulty acknowledging Lucianne as their
Queen.
He scoffed again, “And the King’s mate, you mean?”
Wait. Did he just say ‘King’s mate’? Was he also opposing Lucianne as Queen?
A glimmer of hope appeared in Sasha’s eyes when she uttered in realization, “You’re not on her side.”
“I’m on the side of whoever pays me. So, you know you’re here because of what you did. You should
also know that there is no way that anyone will be authorised to bail you out unless the King or his mate
gives the okay. And after what happened today, you don’t need me to tell you that okay is never going to
come.”
“So, what? You’re gonna break me out?”
He sighed exasperatingly and repeated her words from earlier, “What do you think?”
It was Sasha’s turn to scoff. “You’re not very clever, are you? You’re telling me you can break me out of
here with him just standing there.” Sasha pointed at the young policeman at the corner watching them
and listening to their conversation.
“Cummings, if you don’t know who I am and what I’m capable of doing, you really shouldn’t piss m e off. I
could end your life here and now if I wanted to. But since I’m being paid to retrieve you alive, I’ll have to
tolerate you and your slow mind. He,” he gestured to the straight-faced policeman and continued, “is one
of us. We’re colleagues.”
“How did you even know I would be sent here?”
“We weren’t here for you. We were here for a friend. It just so happens that you were brought here while
we were hatching a plan to break him out. When we received word, we informed our employers, who
have graciously offered you a way out.” 1
This seemed too good to be true. A way out by a person who could hire people who went against the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgovernment? This had Greg’s stains all over it. But Sasha then remembered how soft he was with
Lucianne, so why would he hire someone now? Did something change? Why would Greg suddenly go
against the wolf’s wishes?
“Tick tock, Cummings. Yes or no?”
“Who do you work for?”
He smiled flatly and arrogantly, “I’m not authorised to disclose that information. All I can say is these are
people who can get you out, and make sure you stay out of this place, as long as you don’t do anything
to anger them.” .
“Is it the Duke?”
“Another attempt to anger me, and you can forget about the offer I’m making you, Cummings. Yes o
Ino?”
Subconsciously, her sights moved to the young policeman at the corner who was also glowering at her.
She started weighing her options. Her father was in police custody for allegations of
corruption and treason. Her brother is too blindly in love with Lucianne to help his own sister get out,
especially when Sebastian kept blaming her for Lucianne rejecting him. 1
She had no other relatives who had these sort of anti-government connections to get her out. After what
she did, she doubted she’d even see the light of day if she stayed in prison, seeing that the King was
also blinded by the irksome little wolf. There was only one way if she wanted her freedom back.
“When will it happen?” Sasha asked calmly, averting her eyes from both of them and stared at the grey
table while she waited for her answer.
Both the old and young men smirked like they were saying ‘Gotcha’. The old man then said,” Tonight. Be
ready.”