My Loyal Subordinate Sam Gilroy
Alex sat at his desk, deep in thought. He realized that there were better strategies than relying solely on the enemy. You never knew how cunning or foolish they might be, so it was best to take matters into his own hands.
He set out to find Director Laurent, determined to confirm that his character had not been altered before any orders were given. As the chief of the Paris Police Department, Laurent held great influence and was a key player in Alex's new plan.
But Alex didn't stop there. He knew that to be on the safe side. He needed to find another person to help him. This led him to Deputy Director Sam Gilroy of the Paris Internal Security Bureau.
Sam was holed up in the study of a former friend's residence, which, despite his high-ranking position, was shabby and housed in an apartment complex.
Alex suspected that Sam was hiding his wealth out of fear. He was a person who lived in fear of the consequences of his actions, torn between his conscience and his survival. But Alex had no plans to show mercy.
He would use Sam to the fullest extent, and his future actions would determine Sam's fate. Alex was planning to keep him around because of his high rank. But if he became useless, then Alex would mercilessly throw him away.
Sam was in a state of shock. He never expected Brian to have a helper, let alone one with such incredible strength. He knew that the only solution was to find a way to suppress the matter, but he also knew that.
Bryan had obtained information about the upcoming auction and might launch an attack at any moment. The agents under Sam's command needed to be more competent. He knew it was only a matter of time before the auction was disrupted and chaos ensued.
Sam realized that the only way to save himself was to throw the blame on someone else. After all, no one would know that he had leaked the information to Brian and his helper.
By laying low key and trying to reduce the situation's impact, he could solve the problem to an extent, even if it meant being demoted. As long as there are no more problems that can involve him in the future, it will be fine!
So when thinking this way, he heard a movement at the window. When he was about to look back, a cold object was already on the back of his head, and a familiar voice sounded. It was a "helper" Brian during the day.
"Still working hard so late? Thinking about how to get yourself out of this matter? As a deputy director of the Internal Security Bureau, I have to say that your family's defense level is really low." Alex said jokingly.
"For people like you, they can break in even in a heavily guarded confidential structure. This level of security is nothing."
Sam lowered his voice and sighed, and at the same time that his back was covered in a cold sweat, he wanted to know whether Alex came this time to finish the job and kill him.
"Why are you looking for me again? You should have achieved your goal. Why don't you leave now?" Sam couldn't help asking.
"Leave?" Alex seemed to have heard some joke and chuckled twice.
"That's not the purpose of my arrival... Don't ask what it is. I can't tell you now."
"I've told you everything I know before" Sam's face was gloomy, and the suspicion of uneasiness in his heart became stronger.
"Probably, but you just told me all you know, but you didn't do everything you could," Alex said.
"If you were my loyal subordinate, then you would have done your best to help me, even if it means giving up your life for it...
The position of deputy director of the Internal Security Bureau is not a small job, and the power and influence are quite large, isn't it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I not your subordinate? I'm not a fool!"
Sam's eyes widened, and he felt that what Alex said was pure fantasy, which made him want to laugh:
"I will not fall for your tricks!"
However, Alex's outraged or disappointed reaction did not appear as expected. What made Sam's body stiff was Alex's understated tone, which contained incomprehensible certainty.
"You have to know. What I said is not a hypothesis."
The uneasy suspicion in his heart finally reached its peak at this time. Sam tensed his muscles and was about to fight to the death, but...
The small clock on the table and the second-hand pointer gradually slow down until it stops. Of course, it's not that the battery is out... but that time has stopped!
In other words, it was Alex's consciousness that was accelerated to a speed that made time relatively stand still at this moment.
A purple crystal appeared in front of Alex, heading toward one of its attributes of Sam.
[Family & Power]
He loves his family and power deeply and is willing to do anything.
With the purple light falling on this entry, the original word, The article content, and the description are all cleared, and it became:-
[Purple ▪ Loyal subordinate]
A loyal subordinate of Alex Ashborn, he can do anything to achieve his master's commands.
▪▪▪▪
The shocking news of the wealthy group's destruction at the underground auction spread like wildfire. People were quick to inform the powerful families and forces behind them.
These families and forces were united in their cause. They began to exert immense pressure on the French government to explain clearly.
It's not just that the individuals killed were valuable members of their families and forces. Still, it was also a matter of pride and reputation. Without taking any action, the consequences could have been even more devastating.
Although some members of these families were caught participating in illegal activities, it was of little concern. The truth was kept under wraps, and there was no way for the public to know.
The French government caved in thanks to pressure from these influential families. A secret force within the government was working in tandem with the families. The two joined forces and planned a private meeting.
On the same day, Sam Gilroy, the deputy director of the Paris Internal Security Bureau, Laurent Lalle, the director of the Paris Police Central Bureau, and several other high-ranking officials were invited to a lavish hotel party.