"What's the matter?"
"Mr. Harrington has been caught!" Wilfred whispered urgently.
Wayne Bailey furrowed his brows, his body jolted, "Where?"
"In the Eastfield Manor in the West Suburb, we've already sent people to surround him."
"Why not just capture him and bring him here?" Wayne Bailey closed the door to avoid disturbing Anna Jadwin's sleep.
"He's laid an ambush with a lot of men inside the mansion. We've encircled him from all sides, and now we can't storm in. We're not sure whether to capture him alive or just toss a bomb in and kill him, so I'm asking for your instructions," Wilfred said nervously.
Their illness could only be cured if they captured Charles Harrington alive.
"He realized he was surrounded and sent out a Peace Ambassador to talk, insisting on meeting you in person, or else he has prepared a bullet for himself, saying he won't let us take him alive."
Wayne Bailey's face turned cold as he strode forward, "How have you deployed our forces?"
