Finlay's attention was drawn back to reality by his father. He soon carried out the plan accordingly, since he knew his father would not let him off easily if he didn't.
The middle-aged man, looking at his son with a supercilious look, sighed for his son's incorrigible obstinacy.
After a while of desperate hesitation, Finlay took a deep breath, calmed himself down and soon came up with a brilliant plan to coax Caleb to the place.
Then, he phoned Caleb, and told him that everything was done.
Hearing that Maximilian was going to be jailed for several years, Caleb was filled inside with rapture.
"You've done a fantastic job! Come on, drinks are on me tonight!" Said Caleb in a good mood, who was going to treat Finlay to dinner.
Finlay was excited that Caleb was unwittingly putting his neck into the noose.
"That would be great! Come around, and let's have a drink to celebrate it!" Grinned Finlay, who had now dispelled all his misgivings about whether Caleb would fall into the trap or not.
Caleb then soon drove to the appointed place. As he saw Finlay, he ran up excitedly and laughed, "You've really impressed me on that, Finlay! Come on, let's go and have some fun. You can just do whatever you want, and the bills are on me!"
'How about you just think about how to get yourself out of this first?' Thought Finlay sneeringly.
At the next moment, Finlay waved his hand and mustered his men to surround Caleb.
Caleb was stunned by what he saw.
"What are you doing? What do you mean by that?" Caleb scratched his head and asked.
"Isn't that clear enough? I'm taking you back to government!" Finlay smiled.
Caleb, with his face twisted, glared at Finlay and said, "How dare you ever do that to me? Let me go if you don't want to get yourself in real trouble!"
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