Jonathan sat down on the couch and crossed his legs, staring coldly at the three hitmen.
"Take a look," he said, looking toward Zion.
His assistant immediately tossed a stack of investigation files in front of the three men.
Upon taking a look, their faces turned even paler.
The files were filled with detailed information about themselves. Every crime they had committed over the years had been documented, along with information about their family members and where they lived.
That alone was enough to get them locked up for ten to twenty years.
Moreover, it was clear that their families wouldn't be spared if the man in front of them decided against it.
It was obvious now that they had been discovered long ago. Tonight had simply been a trap, and now, the noose had tightened around their necks.
"Who are you?" asked the leader, trembling.
He had committed the most crimes out of the three.
He knew they were truly finished this time, and they had provoked someone they shouldn't have.
Jonathan didn't even bother answering him.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is what you plan to do next," Zion said coldly.
The leader gulped and clenched his fists. "What will it take for you to let us go?
Zion chuckled. "You guys were attempting murder, and there's no such thing as getting away with it. But if you do as you're told, I can guarantee that your families won't be dragged into this. If they run into trouble, we might even offer a little assistance."
Hearing there was no way out, all three of them went weak and collapsed onto the floor.
But with the situation as it was, they had no other choice but to comply.
"We'll do whatever you say!" Finally, the leader gave in.
Hearing this, Jonathan gave Zion a small nod. "Make the arrangements for their families."
With that, he stood up and left.
…
The night was dark and gloomy.
Melody, however, was still awake and glued to her phone.

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