Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 78

There was always someone in this world that you couldn’t let go of, and even a single word of submission from her or him could instantly break down the brick wall of anger, stubbornness, and toughness you had forged, which we called weakness. And Winona happened to be Matt's weakness. Even though he was angry at the moment, his anger was instantly dashed when he heard her heartbreaking and frustrating words.

He turned back and hugged her, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. I'm just ... just tired."

She didn't want Matt to worry with her until things were clear. Not to mention the fact that this matter concerned Matt's military and political career. If the man really was the president, then she wouldn't pull Matt down. After all, he had spent over a decade in the military using his blood and sweat to get where he was today, and even if he was willing to give it up, she couldn't afford it.

He was about to ask something else when she had closed her eyes and looked exhausted. He reached out and patted her back, "I’ll let you off tonight. You get some rest."

He held her in his arms, but his thoughts ran wild. After she had fallen asleep, he quietly went to his study, poured a glass of wine, and lit a cigar. But until the cigarettes went out and the wine ran out, it failed to dispel the irritation in his heart. Immediately afterward, he dialed Anton Cruz's phone number, "How's the matter I asked you to look into?"

"Matt, this man is really something. He's gone from being a poor kid back then to becoming the president of Coscana. He doesn't have a family background or a high level of education, but he had surprisingly made it through the ranks along the way, on par with your path to promotion."

"Cut the crap, and get to the point!"

"Matt, you really need to hear all the details. It's not possible to tell the story in one or two sentences."

Anton then told him what he had investigated. It turned out that the President's name was Abram Cohen before he entered politics, and he was truly penniless back then. He used to work as a librarian at a famous university, then he was liked by a rich girl. The woman thought he was brilliant so she funded his education and begged the headmaster, her father, to granted him special admission. Later, their love affair fell apart, and the disparity in status brought about the end of the relationship.

Later, he disappeared and the rich girl was a person with attitude. She simply severed her ties with her family and traveled around the world in search of him, and nothing more was known of what happened afterward.

Matt learned that the rich girl was Winona's mother, Gwendoline Simmons. It turned out that Winona had inherited her mother's stubbornness.

"Matt, you don't think the President is the one who killed Gwendoline Simmons, do you?"

"Part of me doubted it. After all, I've known him for ten years, and I know something about his character."

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

In the darkness of the night, Matt's eyes lit up like cold stars, "Anton, help me find someone."

"So are you going to let me have three shares of our casino profits this year?"

"You're fucking ripping me off."

"Hey ... Matt, I'm a businessman."

"Fine, you get my share!"

"Cool! You're so generous!"

Matt then sent over a few photos. He was the General of Coscana, and with things unsettled, he was now in the limelight and naturally not at liberty to take some things into his own hands.

He lit another cigar and tilted his head to exhale a diffuse ring of smoke. He had a premonition that there was a dark hand behind this affair. But whoever that hand was, if he threatened Winona's safety, he would do everything in his power to crush it!