CHAPTER 1483 SPECTER OF THE BATTLEFIELD

Christopher instructed further, "Remember, the assassin you engage must not be from the Mayberry military base. You cannot get our people to do this job!"

His sharp words put Tim in a quandary.

Christopher wanted a loyal and courageous elite to do the job, but where could Tim find a candidate that met all the requirements?

"If you can't think of anyone, look for Specter at Trench Bar!"

Trench Bar!

The Specter of the Battlefield!

Tim's eyes brightened all of a sudden.

Trench Bar was a bar in Mayberry that only opened exclusively to its members.

Only soldiers and veterans who had fought in battles could apply to become one of its members.

The proprietor of Trench Bar was Wayion Hunt, someone who used to be the captain of the Special Forces on the East Coast. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Wayion, whose nickname was Specter of the Battlefield, had been expelled from the military after making a grave mistake.

While he was still in the military, Christopher had mentored him and helped him rise through the ranks. That was why Wayion was willing to take orders from him.

In other words, Wayion would never defy him. If Christopher ordered him to kill someone today, he would do it right away.

Christopher told Tim, "Specter is a very capable man, and all the men who used to work under him are just as competent. Get their help. They'll definitely get the job done right.”

"Alright!"

Soon, Tim managed to get into contact with the Specter of the Battlefield.

The Specter summoned about 10 elites, and they were soon on their way to Channing to kill Yanis Howard.

At the military base in Channing, Nathan was having some tea with Franklin when Colin burst into the office, exclaiming, "Excuse me, Sir!"

Nathan looked at him and asked, "What is it? Has Yanis confessed?"

Colin's lips curled up bitterly. "Not yet. Since you told us not to torture him, we can only prod him to speak. Yet so far, he still refuses to cooperate."

Nathan said in a calm voice, "Once he confesses, we still need him to appear before the court as our witness. Torturing him physically like how you would treat your enemy might spark another controversy."

Colin responded, "Understood! Don't worry, Sir. We keep him awake by getting people to talk to him 24 hours nonstop. We also constantly mention his family to evoke his guilt, forcing him to confess."

Nathan responded with a grin, "He will most probably have a mental breakdown in a day or two and soon confess all his wrongdoings."

Franklin then spoke, "It's late now. Why don't you head home and rest? We'll keep you informed if there are any updates."

Nathan shook his head. "It's fine. I'm sick of running to and fro. I'll stay in the base for two more days and wait for Yanis to confess."

Franklin eventually realized how important this case was to Nathan and said, "I'll get someone to prepare a place for you the rest then."

Inside the interrogation room in the military base, Yanis was cuffed onto the chair, with a light from the table lamp on the desk shining right into his eyes.

He was drenched in sweat and not allowed to sleep. It was indeed psychological torture.

Sitting right across the desk were a young and a veteran soldier. They did not show him any mercy during the interrogation.

All of a sudden, they could a series of unusual footsteps from outside the room.

Someone knocked on the door, and the young soldier went to open it. "Who..."

The moment he opened the door, a sharp blade slit his throat almost instantly.

He covered his neck with his hand, but his blood continued to flow out uncontrollably. The young soldier then collapsed onto the floor.

A man dressed in a military uniform came into the room with a few men. He had a dagger in his hand and had an exceptional indifferent look on his face.

He was the Specter of the Battlefield, Wayion Hunt.

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