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Military Staff House, the Heath residence.
Outside the house, the snow-capped white reflects the light, and the whole world was turned into a leaden gray.
The snow was still falling, and now and then it drifted down on the windows.
Otis sat on the couch with the heat in the house turned up to maximum.
Without realizing it, Otis sat for a long, long time.
The house is quiet, except for the occasional footsteps of patrols passing outside, nothing else can be heard.
He simply lit a cigar, and smoke. The recent events, as well as Joyce's stunningly beautiful and seductive face, together intertwined
in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt an itchy heart, an unprecedented strong desire to cup.
The Heath residence... The real owner of the house in the future, would be Joyce.
More than ever, he wanted her.
In order for things to move smoothly, yesterday, he made a new move.
He met secretly with the president.
Opportunity is always in the hands of those who are prepared.
He imagined that one day, still here, he had Joyce in his arms, and outside the house were people who obeyed and admired him.
How pleasant it should be.
When a cigar is smoked out.
Eugene walked in.
Eugene carefully watched Otis's face, not daring to speak.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOtis twisted out his cigarette and exhaled a last smoke ring coldly, "Say, any news from Charlotte?"
Eugene hastened to bend over respectfully, "Mr. Robertson, we did get snoew about Charlotte but ..."
Otis jerked his head up and his eyes instantly turned bloodthirsty.
Finally found the bitch!
"Mr. Robertson, just now Mr. Moore from Military Intelligence called, he has his own eyes in the House of Inspection. He got the
latest information that Charlotte has been caught and is currently in the custody of House of Inspection. But ..."
"But what?" Otis narrowed his eyes. He'd thought Eugene had captured Charlotte, and surprisingly, he hadn't.
"However, because Charlotte was shot four times, on both elbows and both knees, her injuries are serious and she is currently
being treated inside the House of Inspection exclusive hospital. After the treatment is over, she will be formally charged."
Eugene continued, "Mr. Moore said that according to intelligence, Charlotte was already an invalid, and the treatment was only to
save her life; she had lost all her limbs and could never stand up again."
"Shot?" Otis rubbed the new scruff on his chin, his tone puzzled, "Joyce? It was a precise hit without taking a life, like her
handiwork."
"Mr. Robertson, the details are not clear. We only know that today Charlotte took Tommy for sreason suddenly ran to the
suburbs of the capital's rotten building, the Royal Hua Ting, and then Tommy fell and Charlotte was shot. Exactly who they were
with and what conflict occurred, there is no way to know." Eugene explained.
"Huh. She just deserved it." Otis lips hooked up a wicked smile, "Joyce, you can always surprise me. However, | like it."
Eugene was a little worried, "Mr. Robertson, in this way, I'm afraid that the matter of Charlotte's identity cannot be hidden."
"I know."
Otis' face sank, and from the first day of Charlotte's escape, he set about making a second set of responses.
It was only a matter of tbefore Charlotte's identity was revealed, and he had to make other plans.
As for what that plan B was, he didn't have to tell Eugene.
"Mr. Robertson, what are your plans?" Eugene asked, "Over at Hill 372, Frank and the others can last at most two more days. | have
sent them to deliver the heavy weapons you ordered earlier, quietly. A little bit each day, so Frank won't find them."
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