Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 886

At that moment, the main dining area of the restaurant was a mess.

Edmund was sitting on a chair with his eyes narrowed.

His two best friends, Connor and Lance, were standing beside him.

More than a hundred men armed with metal pipes and machetes were scattered around, waiting for further instructions now that they were done wrecking the place.

The guests who had been dining there earlier were long gone, scared off by the stirring trouble.

Meanwhile, the security guards, waiters, and the restaurant manager were lying on the floor.

Edmund glanced at the bloodied face of the manager. Pursing his lips, he demanded, "Let me say it one more time. Go inside and tell Nathan Cross to get his ass out here right this instant."

The poor manager whimpered, "Young Master Harvey, Mr. Cross is an esteemed guest of the restaurant. A few of the city leaders are currently hosting him inside the private room! You really shouldn't disturb them, or you will not like the consequences..."

Connor lashed out with a kick, sending the manager skidding back a few meters. He swore, "Young Master Harvey told you to bring Nathan Cross out. Now! The f**k you yammering on about!"

Lance sneered, "Leaders, my ass. Even the chief of police and mayor need to defer to Young Master Harvey! He knows all the leaders in this city, yet you dare use them to threaten him?"

A smug look appeared on Edmund's face as his two best friends sang him praises. He ordered them, "Since Cross is hiding in the room like a coward, send some men in to drag him out."

He had barely finished speaking when the private room door opened with a click.

The chief of the Johnstone City Police, Dean Zannis, was the first to walk out. In a deep voice, he called out, "No need for your trouble. We're here."

Edmund and his men were obviously shocked to see Dean there.

Edmund was barely able to squeeze out his words. "Chief Zannis, why are you here?"

"If I weren't here, I wouldn't have known that I need to butter you up when I see you!" Dean snorted.

They had finally realized what deep trouble they were in this time. Inadvertently, they had managed to piss off all the influential decision-makers of the city in one go. No matter what family they came from, there were still certain lines not to be crossed.

They hastily pleaded in trembling voices, "Mr. Mayor, Sirs, we're too used to

speaking without a filter. Please don't hold it against us! Just think of us as little children talking nonsense. Please let us go!"

From outside came the wailing of police sirens. Other than the normal police cars, there were also vans used by SWAT teams.

Within moments, scores of SWAT units surrounded the place.

When Edmund and his men saw this turnout, they knew the mayor was well and truly pissed this time. They turned to Johann, begging for mercy.

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