The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 1053

Given how complex and dangerous Sir was, Fitch had always worried he might be silenced once their ultimate goal was achieved. To protect himself, he had hidden undeniable proof of their dealings in a place only he knew about.

As long as Sir had something to lose, he couldn't just leave him to rot in a cell. Honestly, despite being in police custody, the terrifying reach of his shadowy partner scared Fitch far more than any law enforcement agency ever could.

The mere thought of the man's ruthless methods sent a violent shiver down his spine.

He made a silent vow: he had to hold onto Sir as his only lifeline. As long as he survived the interrogation without dropping any real names, his partner would be forced to bail him out just to protect his own identity.

Fitch's mind raced, calculating exactly which minor offenses he could 'confess' to while taking the core secrets—Sir's identity and their grand plan—to the grave.

That evening, his attitude toward the detectives shifted dramatically.

Instead of stonewalling them, he began offering up half-truths about some of the company's shady corporate practices. He admitted to minor tax evasion and greasing a few palms during zoning approvals, desperately trying to steer the detectives toward these lesser, white-collar crimes.

But the moment the questions hit the real issues—where the massive offshore funds had actually gone, the specifics of his alliance with Talbot Langley, and most importantly, any mention of a 'masked man'—Fitch clammed up. He claimed his memory was foggy, or insisted it was just standard corporate warfare, painting himself as an innocent victim manipulated by Talbot.

For an entire day, the police got absolutely nowhere.

Frustrated, they finally made a call to Callahan Langley.

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