"You need to understand one thing: this is a task given by Madam Vivian, and it hasn't gone public yet. What do you think will happen if you fail to frame Julian?" Pronto sneered with anger. "Yes, I might face punishment, but you, Mr. Gador, the future big shot—you will face a much worse outcome."
Pronto's finger jabbed Gador's chest as he spoke, pressing harder with each jab. Gador's eye twitched, but he didn't move, simply staring straight at Pronto, the police chief.
Pronto wasn't exaggerating. The fact that Julian had managed to leverage his connection with Kevin meant he likely had ties to other influential figures as well. Ternell city didn't belong to any one person. It belonged to a small group of people, visionaries with power. Moreover, the vice president of the city's Chamber of Commerce was a Guar who had once pulled Graf out of prison. Pronto found it hard to believe that such a prominent figure had no connection to Julian.
