I smiled at him sweetly.


    “It won’t.


    I know what I’m doing.


    Besides, I have a n.


    This can speed things up.


    ”


    Han looked at me dubiously.


    But I didn’t feel the need to exin myself to him anymore.


    I just bent over and said to the killer, “I need you to do one thing for me.


    Oh, and you can keep the money Colin gave you.


    ”


    Then I whispered my n into his ear.


    “What?” The killer’s face changed dramatically.


    “No way!”


    As soon as he refused, Han took a step toward him with a dark face.


    The killer swallowed and lowered his head.


    “Okay, fine.


    I’ll do it.


    ”


    Debra’s POV:


    On Monday, I went to work in the mayor’s office as usual.


    Just as I was walking down the corridor that led to Adam’s office, I heard Sally’s shrill scream in the distance.


    “Help! There’s been a robbery!” Frowning, I pretended to be anxious and ran over in a hurry.


    But I had already expected this to happen.


    Because the so-called theft was done by the killer and I was the one who asked him to do it.


    The show had just begun.


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    When I arrived at Adam’s office, I took a quick nce at the scene and felt very satisfied.


    It was as though a tornado had passed through the room.


    The killer had followed my instructions to the letter.


    He had ransacked the office and taken out all the documents from the cab that I had searched before.


    Most importantly, he had taken the IOU note pertaining to the Frosty River Pack’s debt.


    Before Adam arrived, I hurried to the cab and roughly scanned the remaining documents.


    As I had expected, none of the documents in the cab were about Roz Town’s cooperation projects with other packs.Please check at N/?vel(D)rama.Org.


    There were only I0Us in the cab.


    Since that was the case, then where would the documents rted to the cooperative projects be?


    While I was thinking, Adam arrived.


    He frowned when he saw his office in a mess.


    “God damn it!”


    He cursed through gritted teeth as he squatted down to leaf through the messed up documents on the floor.


    The more he Looked, the darker his face became, as if he could explode at any second.


    “Mr.


    Cooper, should we call the police?” I asked, feigning worry.


    My question was the straw that broke the camel’s back.


    Adam turned around, face livid, and scolded me angrily.


    “You idiot! I’m the mayor of this town, and a thief ransacked my office.


    It’s humiliating! None of you are allowed to tell a soul about this! Get back to work.


    Nothing happened here!”


    Sally was so frightened that color drained from her face and her legs trembled involuntarily.


    As soon as we walked out of Adam’s office, Sally whispered, “Debra, this is terrible.


    Do you know who did it? Whoever did this has some balls!”