Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 327

The next morning, Penny left for work while Queenie was sent to kindergarten. Benson and Leah had also gone off somewhere together, which left Nathan alone at home.

Colin and Thomas came to report the events of last night.

Colin went first, saying, "Carl made some huge waves last night. He sent men to come after your family, sir, but thankfully the Elite Eight managed to get rid of them.

Thomas added, "He deliberately left Zachary Schulz and Howard Ortiz alive but killed all of their bodyguards. Despite that, they were also heavily injured and are now in the hospital."

Colin continued, "Carl purposely went after the people around you first, sir. It's obvious he's trying to cut off all your support and leave you wallowing in fear and grief."

"He's practically begging to be killed at this point." Thomas sneered.

In a calm tone, Nathan stated, "Zachary and Howard were injured only because they sided with me. Send some men over to visit them and let them know that I'll seek justice for them."

"Yes, sir!"

His phone rang just as he finished talking.

Checking the caller ID, he saw that it was Leah.

Accepting the call, her panicked voice immediately blared out from the speakers, "Nathan, something terrible has happened!"

Taken aback at her words, he asked, "Mum, what is it?”

Anxiety throbbed in her voice when she replied, "Benson and I were headed over to Juno Hotel because we thought that we could have breakfast with Kylie, Hank, and Prudence. We'd arrived just in time to see a group of fierce-looking men drag them away!" "Kylie and her parents were abducted?'

Nathan frowned.

He could hear how she sniffled through her tears, "Yeah! I didn't know what else to do, so I thought that calling you would be best."

Atop the blazing flames was a massive metal pot filled midway with oil. The heat from the fire caused the oil to bubble and spit as it gradually reached its boiling point.

Nearby, Kylie and her parents had their limbs fully bound and duct tape had been slapped across their mouths to keep them quiet. Stark terror twisted their faces while muffled cries left their lips as they struggled futilely.

Yoel was sitting in a chair beside them, still dressed in the white suit from the previous night.

The Eighteen Hounds were arrayed out around him, each of them stone-faced.

There were also fifty men in black suits standing behind them. These were the Russo family elites.

A maniacal gleam entered Yoel's eyes as he stared at the bubbling pot of oil. He uttered cruelly, "Cross has dared to send the boss a painting of the Seventh Circle of Hell? Hahaha, I may not have boiling rings of blood, but I guess oil will have to do! Let's see how he likes it when I throw his relatives into it first!"

Twisting his head slightly to look at the man closest to him, he ordered, "Call Nathan Cross!"