Chapter 192

Rex headed for the NSA building and could see cars following him. He looked in the mirrors and stepped on the gas.

The confession was going to reach the tribunal whether he was alive or dead.

“Sir, take your next exit, we will block the cars,” the watchers assured him.

Rex made a turn, and his phone rang.

He looked at the caller, and it was Peter.

He answered it, wanting to hear the old fool’s voice one last time.

“Where is my daughter!” Peter yelled.

“Cremated in a vessel,” Rex replied.

Peter paused, his breath audible.

“Do not worry, they placed her in two vessels, and I intend to bring one to your prison cell, plus my drug so that you get to live longer and save your sentence,” Rex replied and hung up.

“You stupid fool! I will blow up! How could you cremate my daughter without me!” he yelled, but Rex had already hung up on him.

He dialed the line, but it went on ringing.

Frustrated, he called the men who were following Rex.

They needed to abduct Rex, dead or alive.

“How far! Why am