The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 404

It was past nine o'clock.

Everyone had already eaten and drunk their fill.

Nathan felt somewhat unsatisfied. He called out to Bennett, who had just finished his busy tasks, “Mr. Sanchez, how about delivering a roasted suckling pig to my home every month from now on?”

Bennett nodded. “Sure, I'll personally deliver them. Take care, Old Mr. Wright!”

After acknowledging with a nod, Nathan said to Finnegan, “I'll take my leave first, then. If there's anything, just let Waylynn and Romona handle it.”

Subsequently, Nathan departed, accompanied by Stephen.

After saying goodbye to Bennett and Nancy, Finnegan also took his leave with Waylynn and Romona.

The farmhouse had settled into silence.

After a busy day, Nancy stretched her arm and asked, “Dad, didn't you say you don't do deliveries and that people have to come and get their food themselves?”

“The elderly gentleman we just met is no ordinary man.”

“What?”

“His name is Nathan Wright. This is the least I can do.”

Having said that, Bennett turned around and went to clean up.

Nancy recalled the name for a moment, her pretty face subtly changing. “So, Old Mr. Wright is that elderly gentleman. Doesn't that make him Mr. Wright's father? And how did Finnegan get so close to Old Mr. Wright? He's always in trouble whenever he's here. Is he really just a doctor?”

At a crossroads about five hundred meters from the farm, Hailey drove the car to the side of the road and promptly stopped to open the door for Finnegan and the others.

“Stephen said it's inside.” Romona pointed toward the orchard up ahead.

Finnegan walked about a hundred meters when he saw over twenty of the Wright family's guards watching over dozens of thugs. Their faces were bruised and swollen, they were still seething with anger.

He was taken aback. “Thugs?”

He had thought it was a group of elites when Stephen mentioned it.

Little did he expect them to be a group of ordinary thugs.

It was clear that the people who were looking for trouble with him didn't know about his strength.

Romona was also somewhat surprised. “It seems that the people out to get you aren't particularly special.”

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been gangsters who came but a group of elites.

Finnegan was utterly bored. “Bring the leader here. Let's see which fool is looking for trouble with me.”

Soon, a burly man who was the leader was brought over and thrown in front of them, shivering with fear.

He still wore a gloomy expression.

It was clear that he couldn't comprehend how he was apprehended just after bringing his men over.

Finnegan asked, “What's your name? Who sent you?”

Romona swiftly kicked the man to the ground, her voice seething with rage as she demanded, “Speak!”

Finnegan's lips twitched. Do you have to be so violent?

Waylynn stepped forward, planting a foot on the belly of the burly man. “Tell the truth. If you dare to utter a single lie, I'll break your bones.”

Finnegan was completely at a loss for words.

Are they always so hot-tempered?

The burly leader hastily begged for mercy, “Stop hitting me. My name is Gunner. I came from Capston. Someone offered me five million to kill a person, so I came here.”

Finnegan's pupils constricted. “Kill me?”

He had thought that someone had merely hired a gang of thugs to teach him a lesson.

The burly man leading the group looked up, nodded, and replied, “Yes, you. But please, let me off the hook. If I had known you were so formidable, I wouldn't have come!”

Romona snorted. “You came for just five million? Don't you know this guy's head is worth a billion?”

Waylynn also began to laugh. “Finnegan, did you steal someone's woman? Have you upset some brainless rich, spoiled brat?”

At this point, Mr. Know-It-All was thoroughly scared.

His face was ashen. He lifted his head and said, “It's Mr. Zimmerman. He contacted me this morning, transferred ten million to me, and ordered me to hire someone to kill you. He specifically instructed that they had to be someone from out of town.”

“Mr. Zimmerman?”

Mr. Know-It-All, enduring the pain, responded, “Timothy Zimmerman!”

Timothy?

Finnegan furrowed his brows. “Are you sure it was him who wanted you to kill me? Why?”

Mr. Know-It-All dared not conceal the truth. “I think he said he didn't want you to treat his grandfather. He wants his grandfather to never wake up.”

Upon hearing this, Finnegan stared intently at Mr. Know-It-All for a while.

“Take him away first.”

Once Mr. Know-It-All was dragged away, Alisha snorted. “Timothy is indeed quite clever. He knows that no one in Jadeborough would dare to touch you, so he sought help from outsiders. But why would he do such a thing?”

Given the current circumstances, it was inevitable that Timothy's family would gain control over the Zimmerman family and the company.

There was absolutely no need for him to complicate matters further.

Upon deliberation. Finnegan said, “Vixen, find out how Old Mr. Zimmerman fell into the water. It would be best if you could find some surveillance footage.”

Half an hour later, Alisha quickly approached Finnegan. “There are no surveillance cameras installed nearby. However, there was a car parked across the river at that time, and its dashcam happened to capture a segment. It's quite surprising!”

Finnegan took Alisha's phone.

Romona and Waylynn gathered around.

Upon viewing the footage from the dashcam, the two women looked surprised and angry. “Timothy is truly despicable!”

Finnegan couldn't help but laugh. “So that's how it is. No wonder he's causing trouble when he has the upper hand. He's worried that I'll rescue Bruce!”

The footage from the dashcam showed that Bruce fell into the water because Timothy pushed him.