No. Justin was anything but normal. He was a psychopath, a devil, a madman with blood-stained hands-someone who killed for pleasure.


    "Even though I helped dispose of the body, Mr. Newton kept Mr. Justin''s murder weapon hidden away. The weapon is still stained with her blood, even after all these years. Mr. Justin''s DNA is on it as well.


    "As long as we hand it over to the authorities, the truth behind that murder wille to light. With me, an aplice, as a witness, we can prove that Mr. Justin killed her!"


    "But that happened 20 years ago," Jasper said, his tone heavy. "Justin was still a minor back then. It won''t be that easy to persecute him."


    "At the very least, we can keep him in check and drag him down from his position as president!"


    Jasper fell silent, his expression dark. After a moment, he said, "Ben, do you really think Beckett Group is all Justin wants?"


    Ben froze, taken aback.


    "What he wants is control over all of Sna City. Beckett Group is just a stepping stone toward that goal." Jasper pressed his lips together briefly. "That said, we must settle this with him no matter the cost. I''m really grateful that you''re willing to step forward and help bring him down."


    Regret filled Ben''s eyes. "Don''t thank me. I don''t deserve it. I just... want to make things right."


    After leaving Crescent Bay, Jasper drove back to Seaview Manor alone. Countless emotions surged within him as he stared at the empty mountain road stretching ahead.


    Yet, amid the turmoil, a glimmer of hope remained. Winter was ending, and spring would soon arrive. No matter how long or dark the night, dawn woulde eventually.


    Just then, his phone rang. Jasper answered through his Bluetooth earpiece. A voice he hadn''t heard in a long time came through the line.


    "Are you busy, Jasper?"


    Jasper''s eyes widened. "It''s you!"


    Dexter chuckled. "Yeah, it''s me. Your old buddy in Kontina—the one you''ve practically forgotten," he said with a hint of mock resentment.


    Jasper fell silent. Back in their days with the Reacekeeping Forces, he and Dexter had formed a close bond. They had stayed in touch after returning to their respective Countries.


    even


    But ever since Jasper''s cognitive impairment, there had been total radio silence; a considerable amount of time had passed since theirst contact.


    Yet the moment he heard Dexter''s voice, memories came flooding back.


    "I''m sorry, Dexter. I was ill and undergoing treatment this whole time. That''s why—"


    "What? Why didn''t you say anything


    about


    Dextermething that serious?"


    Dexter cut in, his voice rising with


    Have Have


    concern. How are you now? He you fully recovered?"


    "I''m much better now. Thank you."


    Still distracted, Jasper asked, "Why did you call?"


    "I''ve got something important to tell you." Dexter lowered his voice. "We''ll be seeing each other soon. I''ve been assigned to an escort mission Sna City."


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