Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1537

Airport, Brimmopolis.

Nathan, Colin, Ava, the Elite Eight and Ava's family were just disembarking from the newly landed plane when a group of men in black wearing official work badges appeared.

Their leader was wearing a pair of dark glasses that did nothing to mask the domineering air of absolute authority he carried.

He was the boss of the Brimmopolis Police Department, a nasty piece of work by the name of Rohan Glover.

"Hello there, General!"

Rohan strode over in Nathan's direction with a couple of his lackeys, lazily extending a hand in greeting.

Nathan was in no hurry to shake Rohan's hand, preferring to first observe him with a morbid sense of interest.

He was well-aware of Rohan's background and how he had been promoted to his current position thanks to Boris Tucker.

Boris was Rohan's mentor, but it was a well-known fact that the two of them were as close as father and son.

Nathan had been at odds with Boris lately, a fact that Rohan had to be well-aware of.

As someone under the Boris Tucker's banner, Rohan would not come all this way just to welcome Nathan and his allies back to Brimmopolis. He almost certainly had an ulterior motive that Nathan was keen to discover.

With that in mind, Nathan offered Rohan a dangerous half-smile. "I must say, I'm flattered with all the attention, Chief Glover. I appreciate you coming personally, certainly, but you've brought so many men too? I'm very flattered."

"Oh?” Rohan's eyes turned slightly forced behind his easy smile.

It was all too easy to pick up the undertones in Nathan's polite voice. That man was mocking him.

But two could play at the game and Rohan was nothing but an experienced player. The slight awkwardness in his eyes vanished just as quickly as it appeared.

He cleared his throat, using a tone of voice that suggested serious business. "General, my men and I are indeed here to welcome you, but we also have official matters to bring to your attention.”

"Oh?” Nathan allowed himself a quiet chuckle. "Please, enlighten me.”

With a serious expression set on his face, Rohan gestured at Ava, who was standing demurely beside Nathan. "Your companion, Miss Ava Quinn, is a suspect in the murder of Boris Tucker's son, that is Spencer Tucker."

"I was informed that she would be returning to the country today." Rohan's intent eyes never left Ava's face. "And so I came with my men personally to request that she come with us to assist in our investigation."

Ava's expression was complicated.