“Andy, what the hell are you doing?” Ronald’s voice cracked with fury as he felt the cold, hard muzzle of the gun press against his forehead.

Andrew smiled like it was no big deal. “What am I doing? Are your eyes failing you? I’m about to find out exactly who made the move.”

Ronald roared, completely losing it. “Andrew, you’re really pulling this stunt? What if I just don’t tell you? You seriously think you’ll pull the damn trigger?”

Andrew calmly released the safety. “You can test me if you want.”

Beads of cold sweat rolled down Ronald’s forehead. He could not tell from Andrew’s gaze whether the man would actually shoot. Nonetheless, even with his formidable strength, his brains would still be blown out.

“Fine! I’ll talk! Damn it, I’ll talk! But Andrew, I won’t ever forget this humiliation!”

Andrew simply smiled, holding the gun tightly.

Ronald spat, “The one who planted the explosives is hiding in Gutter’s Maw right now. You don’t need me to spell out the exact spot because your people will find it fast enough. As for the mastermind… I can’t say. But knowing you, you’ll find a way to make them talk.”

He finished in one breath. Then, he let out a cold snort and stormed off.

Andrew placed the gun back on the table and said flatly, “Meeting’s over. The rest of this doesn’t concern any of you.”

Aaron smirked. “Gutter’s Maw ain’t exactly the easiest place to catch someone. Mr. Lloyd, how about I handle it for you… Say, for 100 million?”

Andrew pointed at the door. “Have a nice day.”

Aaron’s smile twitched, and he slinked off in defeat. He had hoped to make a huge profit out of this, but who would have thought that Andrew was such a damn tightwad who would not part with a penny?

Duncan said, “Mr. Lloyd, I’ll take my men to Gutter’s Maw and handle the arrest!”

Andrew’s expression was cold. “I’m coming with you.”

He went upstairs to check in with Lauren and the others to give them a quick update. After that, he brought Dylan and Natasha along, and he joined Duncan’s team heading toward Gutter’s Maw.

Blumedale’s Gutter’s Maw was notorious for being dirty, chaotic, and dangerous. Law enforcement officers were in and out all the time, dealing with every kind of crime you could think of.

Suddenly, a wooden shack by a reeking drainage canal was kicked open. However, the moment they stepped in, they were knocked out and sent flying back out through the doorway.

At the back of the shack, a dark figure smashed through the wall and bolted. Within seconds, he vanished beneath the dim glow of the streetlights.

Duncan lost it. “Useless morons! Get after him now! If you don’t catch him, you can all drop dead for all I care!”

He turned to Andrew, looking embarrassed. “Mr. Lloyd, I’m sorry about that. But don’t worry, I’ll get that bastard.”

Andrew waved a hand. “Call them off. Natasha, Dylan–go.”

The two of them were already on the move, vanishing down the narrow alley in pursuit.

Andrew did not say a word as he turned down another alley, picking up speed with every step.

Duncan and the others following behind him were completely puzzled.

“Mr. Lloyd, what are you doing?” Rachel jogged along, looking confused.

Andrew said calmly, “That guy’s pretty skilled, and the terrain here is very complex. If we just chase him straight-on, we might never catch up.”