Chapter 67 Don’t Drag Me Down If You Want to Die

• Dominic wasn’t stupid. His dad had said their family owned ninety-nine gold mines. That meant he had some serious connections here in Sloummont too. Sergeant Gorgeous kneeling to him might well be the family making moves behind the scenes. Credit where it’s due—Dominic was sharp. He didn’t have proof yet, but he’d basically pieced together the truth.
• Dominic’s voice went cold. “An apology? You think ‘sorry’ fixes this? Weren’t you the one who laid hands on my wife a while back?”
• At that, Sergeant Gorgeous’s face drained. He dropped to his knees with a thud and kowtowed hard. “Mr. Lloyd, I was wrong, I really was! I didn’t know Ms. Sanders was your wife back then. I was ignorant. Please, sir, be generous—spare me this once. I’ll go apologize to Ms. Sanders in person…”