Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 2915

After leaving Newcove, Nathan and the rest drove toward Bellridge.

The White House had sent a commercial cruise ship to pick up Nathan and the group at the harbor of Bellridge in secret.

On their way to Bellridge, Nathan sat with his eyes closed. His body swayed as the car maneuvered on the treacherous path.

As a man who frequented battlefields, he had developed the habit of taking time for a rest whenever he had the opportunity to do so. This was to maintain his best physical prowess and be ready to engage in battle at any moment.

Colin was focused on driving, while Kraven displayed his usual quiet and restrained nature.

Kerry, on the other hand, was a stark contrast to the others in the group. After getting more familiar with Nathan, she seemed to have lost control over her ability to tame her cheerful and lively personality.

Along the way, she kept trying to start a conversation with Nathan and the others. But after umpteen failed tries, she decided to switch her target to Sevan.

She was like a carefree sparrow, chattering to Sevan nonstop throughout the ride.

It was her means of relieving her boredom, but at the same time, she was also trying to get a deeper understanding of Sevan.

If I can discover some clues about Master from Sevan, that'll be great.

Unfortunately, Sevan's sight and speech were severely impacted, possibly because of being imprisoned in a dark cell for too long.

Hence, Kerry could not find out anything from him despite chatting with him for some time.

However, Sevan had managed to learn a few terms after the conversation. Even though he was slurring his words, he knew how to greet “Mr. Nathan” now.

Evidently, he must have gone through inhuman interrogations and punishments while being locked up in the cell, eventually resulting in his intelligence degenerating to that of a two-year-old child.

Other than knowing how to express his emotions and cravings for food, he knew nothing else.

Disappointment filled Kerry. I guess it's impossible to dig out clues from him now.

Inside the dimly lit bar, cheerful music was blasting from the speakers.

Several men, looking a little like cowboys and somewhat like thugs, were sitting at the bar counter enjoying their beer.

At the table next to the window, there was a man and woman from Eurasia.

As Nathan made his way in with the group, everyone instinctively directed their gazes toward him.

A hint of contempt and provocation flashed across the faces of those cowboys as they had never liked Aplothians.

The two Eurasians at the table near the window also had a slight change in expression following Nathan's appearance.

Having noticed the odd change, the observant Nathan furrowed his brows slightly.

Colin, who had also stolen a glance at the pair of Eurasians, calmly snuck a photo of them with his phone as he passed by them. He then sent it to the intelligence department in Eurasia, expecting them to run a check on their identities.