Daxon Lucas rose from the ground, his eyes fixed on the cell phone in the person in charge's hands. Things had escalated to this point, and panic had completely overtaken him.
"Still not admitting it?" the Deputy Chief asked, his expression ice-cold.
"What a defiant mouth you have," Ryker Steele said as he snatched the phone and pressed play.
Recorded messages began playing:
"That Mason Raymond is just a useless loser. How dare such a loser defy me, I can't just let him off!"
"You can rest assured, I'm a top-notch person in the battle zone, well-connected! Who dares to cross me?"
"This time, I will make Mason Raymond kneel before me and beg me, otherwise, I'll make his factory unable to continue operating!"
Everyone's faces turned gloomy hearing these recordings. Even the Deputy Chief's face showed touches of anger.
