Chapter: 696
Many of the people Connor offended were plutocrats, and they had done many questionable things.
Darren’s curiosity piqued, he inquired, “So this case is connected to your father?”
“It appears you’re already acquainted with my father’s reputation. No need for introductions then,” Sabrina replied with a hint of
amusement.
“Before I delve into my request, I must ask you something. Are you aware of the kidnapping incident in Mathias that happened
shortly before my father’s passing?”
Darren bowed his head slightly as he searched his memories. “It does ring a bell,” he admitted.
“My father was investigating that very case at the time.”
Darren’s eyes widened with realization. “Have you uncovered something significant?”
Otherwise, Sabrina wouldn’t have sought him out almost a decade after Connor’s untimely demise.
Initially, Darren suspected the influential plutocrats whom Connor had crossed were responsible. But he never anticipated a
connection to the kidnapping case.
Sabrina nodded, her gaze unwavering. “Are you willing to take on the task? If you agree, I can disclose what I know. If not, I
implore you to keep today’s conversation confidential.”
Darren met Sabrina’s gentle yet determined gaze, and a moment of silence hung in the air as he contemplated the gravity of the
situation.
His passion and sense of righteousness had been eroded over the years.
In his line of work, he had witnessed countless criminal activities that left him feeling indignant yet powerless.
The harsh realities of life had smoothed out the edges of justice that had once defined him.
Early in his career as a detective, he founded his own agency. However, when he refused a client for moral reasons, the client
reported him and threatened his family. Despite Darren’s pleas for help, authorities did not assist him. The client reveled in his
power and boasted, forcing Darren to shut down his agency.
He realized that sometimes having a strong sense of justice didn’t always lead to practical solutions, and the world didn’t always
conform to his idealized visions.
The possibility of a conspiracy surrounding Connor’s death left Darren feeling hesitant. If such a high-profile case had failed to
yield any answers, it was clear that powerful forces were at play.
His hesitation mirrored Sabrina’s expectations. She smiled gently and said, “I understand your concern. While we might not
collaborate, I appreciate your time and willingness to listen. If you decline the task, I won’t hold it against you. I simply request
your discretion. Thank you.”
Sabrina’s understanding of his predicament made him feel guilty, and he couldn’t bring himself to meet her gaze. “Your father
would be proud of your determination, and I’m ashamed.”
“You needn’t burden yourself with such sentiments. It’s in our nature to avoid risks. Maybe I wouldn’t investigate this issue if it
weren’t for my father. But the one I lost was my dearest father, and I bear the duty to pursue justice on his behalf.”
If this matter was leaked, Sabrina would be in grave danger.
The people who did this to her father would not stop until she was silenced.