Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1590

Uffe immediately responded, “Yes, yes. General, you're right. Mr. Santiago and Ms. Davier were behind the arson incident at the orphanage. Mr. Santiago was also the one who shot the helicopter.”

“He wanted to marry Ms. Davier and restore his family's previous glory, while Ms. Davier wanted to kill Mrs. Cross to make you suffer before killing you,” he explained.

Nathan knew Santiago and Phoebe were the culprits, but when he heard Santiago's men admitting to the crime, his anger heightened nonetheless.

In fact, because of their actions, his second child might die anytime.

His eyes flashed with a dangerous glint.

Staring at Santiago, who was kneeling on the ground, he questioned without a hint of warmth. “Santiago, do you have anything else to say?”

Santiago knew the truth was out.

Glowering at Nathan, he exclaimed, “My father was elected twice to be a Great Cabinet member. He's about to get released from jail. By then, he'll be a powerful man once again. You'd better think twice before killing me.”

“If you kill me, my family and my dad will make you pay. Release me, and we'll stay away from each other in the future.”

After listening to his words, Nathan retorted icily, “Do you know how Boris Tucker's son died?”

Santiago fell silent.

The viciousness on his face was gone, replaced by a look of pure horror.

He knew Boris' son Spencer was killed by Nathan's subordinate, Ava.

Nathan had no qualms about killing the son of g current Great Cabinet member, let alone him, the son of a previous Great Cabinet member who was now serving a jail term.

He started shivering uncontrollably.

As Nathan walked out casually, agonizing screams rang out behind him while the stench of blood permeated the room. The place was hell on earth.

Seemingly deaf to Santiago and his men's yells, Nathan left Chamption Club without a flinch.

Outside, the military was standing guard to maintain order.

Ava came to Nathan when he showed up. She gave him a salute and reported, “General, Phoebe Davier had already boarded a private plane and departed to Brimmopolis.”

Nathan gave his order curtly. “Order the Channing Military Base to deploy two fighter jets after her plane. Order her plane to return immediately.”

“What if Phoebe's plane refused to return?” asked Ava.

Lighting up a cigarette and taking a puff, Nathan answered slowly, “Shoot it down!” “Yes!” came Ava's reply.