Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 136

Nathan Cross returned home at noon.

His family was having lunch when he came through the door.

The moment Queenie Smith saw him, she threw herself into his embrace. "Papa!

Papa!"

Nathan Cross picked up his daughter and grinned at her. "Did you miss me?"

Queenie Smith nodded. "I did and so was Mama."

Penny Smith was walking towards them with a smile on her face, but her expression froze when she heard her daughter's words.

Nathan Cross' lips curved upwards. "Oh? How do you know that?"

"Mama called Papa's name a few times in her sleep," Queenie Smith said innocently.

Penny Smith flushed immediately. "Nonsense! Now go and finish your food, or I won't let you watch TV later."

Queenie Smith pouted upon hearing that.

Nightfall in Channing City.

The wind howled at the top floor of the Orientry Building.

Harvey Babcock, the owner of the antique auctioning company Treasure Vault, was brought to the top of the building with his hands restrained by a group of fierce-looking men.

"Who the hell are you? Do you even know who I am? Everyone who knows me calls me the T-Rex! I'm a follower of the Zabinski family too! You have no right to do this!” he screamed as he stumbled along.

"Oh, hello T-Rex! Long time no see!"

A loud and crisp voice boomed.

T-Rex looked in the direction of the voice in shock, before realizing that there were some other people waiting for him on the top floor.

The person who spoke was a man standing by the railing and looking at the glittering skyline of Channing.

T-Rex stared at the man's back while struggling to compose himself. "And you are?"

The man turned around all of a sudden.

Square face, deep-set eyes, high cheekbones, thin lips...he gave off a rather intimidating aura.

Jon Xander simply twisted the dagger around in T-Rex's abdomen and snarled, "I know you won't admit to it, but it's fine. My presence here means that there's enough evidence to confirm our suspicions. The Young Master had told me to pay you a visit on behalf of him."

T-Rex's whole face was twisted with pain. "1-1 didn't betray the Young Master! I..."

"The Young Master doesn't think so!" Jon Xander said, before plunging the knife into T-Rex's heart.

T-Rex held on tight to Jon Xander's clothes. "I...I didn't..."

"I don't think so too!" Jon Xander yelled, stabbing him yet another time.

He pushed T-Rex's corpse onto the ground and handed his knife over to his assistant. Taking the handkerchief his assistant gave him and wiping his hands clean of blood, he asked, "Who's the next target?"

"Samuel Smith. He's the one who orchestrated this whole plot against the

Young Master for Nathan Cross and

Thomas Dunn."

Jon Xander nodded. "Very good.”