Darren's expression changed the moment he heard the name Inspector Jack.He knew exactly who the man was.Inspector Jack was the lead investigator assigned to the case involving Adrian Blake and the other members of Club 12, who had been burned alive inside their secret meeting place. Darren had set the building ablaze, believing that everyone inside would die in the fire.However, Adrian had survived, and the investigation had continued.Inspector Jack had been suspicious of Darren from the beginning.So far, Darren had been fortunate enough to avoid being exposed.But now, with Inspector Jack about to take over the case involving the mysterious man with superhuman abilities, Darren had no idea what might happen if the inspector discovered him at the warehouse.He couldn't afford to take that risk.The senior police officer reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone."Let me contact Inspector Jack," he said. "He should be able to tell us how to proceed with this investigation.

Darren stared at the gang leader, who was still pinned against the overturned car by Joshua.“You have one chance to save your life,” Darren warned him. “Tell me who sent you to kill me, or I'll let Joshua finish what he started.”The man trembled at the threat. After seeing what Joshua had done to his men, he had no intention of risking his life by keeping quiet.“It was Charles!” he blurted out. “Charles McArthur sent us!”Darren's expression changed slightly.“Charles McArthur?”“Yes! He's the one who hired us. He wanted us to kill you so you wouldn't marry his sister, Allison. If you died, his father might change his mind about making Allison the heir and give the entire family fortune to him instead.”Darren remained silent for a moment.He wasn't entirely surprised by the revelation. Charles had openly threatened him before, making it clear that he saw Darren as an obstacle to inheriting his father's fortune. However, Darren hadn't expected him to go as far as hiring assassins

Derek stared at his grandson for a moment before letting out a sigh.“Are you still thinking about that ring?” he asked. “Why are you so obsessed with it? It's just an old family ring, Darren. Speaking of which, have you seen Joshua?”Darren's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Joshua, but he quickly composed himself.“No, Grandpa. I haven't seen him.”Derek frowned slightly. He remembered Darren suspecting Joshua of stealing the ring, and the fact that his grandson was still asking questions about it made him wonder whether Darren had discovered something he wasn't telling him.“Then what exactly do you want to ask me?” he said impatiently.Darren leaned forward.“I want to know about the origin of the ring. Where did it come from? Who owned it before you?”Derek's expression immediately changed. He looked visibly annoyed by the question.“Darren, if I had something more important to do, I wouldn't even be entertaining this conversation. I'm only answering you because I happen to

Darren finally understood what was happening. The man had deliberately misled them and brought them to this isolated place to rob them.He glanced at the thirty or so men surrounding their car. Some held machetes, others carried wooden batons and baseball bats, while a few had axes in their hands. They all looked at Darren and Joshua as though they were already counting the money they were about to make.Before Darren could say anything, the man opened the car door and dragged both of them out."Hand over the car keys!" he ordered, stretching out his hand toward Darren. "And don't think I only want the car. Give me your phone and all your jewelry too. Your friend should hand over everything he has as well."Darren looked at him calmly."Believe me, you don't want to do this."The man stared at him for a moment before bursting into laughter. The others joined him, laughing as though Darren had just told them the funniest joke they had ever heard."You don't want to do this?" the man re

Darren looked at Don Huncho and said, "I'm here to look for someone named Williams Spencer.""Williams Spencer?" Don Huncho repeated, as though the name meant something to him.Darren nodded. "Yes. Do you know him?"Don Huncho smiled confidently. "Mr. Hilton, you don't need to worry about that. I'm the one who controls this town and several neighboring towns. I know almost everyone around here, and there's hardly anyone I can't find if I want to."He paused before continuing, "If you wish, I can send some men to look for Williams Spencer and bring him here to you."Darren shook his head. "There's no need for that. I'd rather go to his house myself. Just have someone lead us there."He thought about his grandfather, Derek. The old man was approaching seventy, so Darren wondered how old his great-grandfather's friend might be. Williams Spencer could easily be ninety years old or even older.It would be disrespectful to make an elderly man leave his home just because Darren wanted to ask