The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 124

We arrived at the Northern prisons, and to my surprise, Sylvester asked to see Bryce instead of Larry.

"You changed your mind?" I asked him, and he shook his head.

"I want us to see Bryce first, and then we can check on Larry," he said, smiling, and I smiled back.

I could see he was stressed and worried, but he hid it well.

It wasn't easy knowing that faceless and nameless people were plotting against him.

I just hope he handles the pressure well.

We were led to an interrogation room.

The smell of the disinfectant they used to clean the place filled my nose, and I felt sick but held it. I knew if I showed any sign of sickness, Sylvester won't allow me to go to Brighton.

"May I have a glass of cold water?" I linked Sylvester, and he frowned at me. I smiled at him, so he won't think anything was wrong.

"Thirsty", I whispered, and he nodded.

Four chairs were in the room, and one was welded to a desk. I figured that was for the prisoner. I sat on one of the free chairs while Sylvester paced.

The water came, and it was freezing. Drinking it made me feel better. Bryce was ushered in a few minutes later and kept his eyes bowed.

"Look up," I ordered him to look into his eyes.

He refused until Sylvester ordered him to.

"You do whatever she tells you," he warned the man, and he apologised to me.

"Explain how Dominic sent you the order." Sylvester said, and Bryce looked down.

"Look up!" I ordered the man I went to stand beside Sylvester.

I doubted the man would tell the truth, but I needed to see his eyes.

"He called me to come to the estate. Then he handed the document to me and told me that his eminence wanted me to carry out the task quickly. That the east is supposed to pay development tax, and if they refuse, I should use force." he said, and Sylvester looked at him.

"Was he the one that asked you to request development tax from Brighton too?" Sylvester asked, but I doubted that was the right question because the council-owned up to it.

"That order came from the council", he said, and I now understood what Sylvester was doing. He wanted to gauge his reaction. He wanted to understand how he behaved when he told the truth and compare it to his mannerisms when he spoke of his dealings with Dominic. Sylvester was a master.

"Tell me how Dominic called you. When he called, and the time and day you went to the estate?" Sylvester asked, and the man swallowed.

"He called me in the evening, and I went there an hour after his call. This happened five days ago," he said, and Sylvester was satisfied, but I wasn't.

"You were right, Tamia; he is lying," Sylvester linked me.

This wasn't Sylvester's duty. His office places him higher than this. They would normally send Kappa William or kappa Wilson to do this. Sylvester must care for his brother to do it himself.

Although Sylvester had figured out the man was lying, Sylvester's conviction was not enough to free Dominic. The council will still ask for him and will likely sentence him. It wasn't enough. We did not only have to know Bryce was lying. We had to prove it.

"So you went to the estate in the evening five days ago to receive the order from Dominic Volkov," I said, summarising his explanation, and Bryce nodded.

I was mad at the bastard but needed to back him into a corner without threatening him.

If I threatened him, his confession might be seen as something made under coercion, which might make it inadmissible.

"I can see you have an excellent memory, Enforcer Golubev," I said, and he looked down, avoiding eye contact. I did not need to see his eyes anymore.

"I am sure you didn't sneak into the estate. You would have had no reason to sneak in because you were officially summoned. You must have gone through the gates. Will the people stationed at the gate be able to testify that you passed through that gate in the evening five days ago? Will the people stationed at the entrance into the building be able to testify that you were in that building?" I said, and he nodded.

I realised they had that part covered, so I decided to go the extra mile and lie to catch him.

"Will the newly stationed guards in the hallway testify that they saw you and Dominic that day? And since Dominic doesn't have an office in the estate, can they testify that they saw him give you a document in the hallway or admit you into his bedroom or any room for a private conversation that the ladies in the harem weren't privy to?" I said, and the man looked at me. Of course, there were no guards in the hallway, but he could not know that because the person that sent him did not have that information.