Valerie could not control her anger even after trying for long, and her irked expression was apparent as she left the surveillance room to now interrogate Jared's assistant. On her way, she met her colleagues, who stared at her in astonishment on noticing her dark expression. Even her friends, who were beside her, seemed to be frowning, making everyone wonder what had happened now for them to be this serious.
It was not a hidden matter in the Intelligence that Valerie and her team were favored by the President himself. Frederick Clarke, their once Chief, was now under arrest and she was handling his case. Moreover, all the important cases that concerned the nation were handed over to her to solve them, and this had led to a fit of widespread jealousy and envy among her colleagues, especially those who were senior to her and more experienced than her.
But Valerie had never given them a damn for she knew what she was worth and why the President had handed this case to her. This was the proof of her ability. She knew what exactly to do and when, while all others could do was admire her and envy her for sweeping away all possible opportunities into her kitty.
Even now, all they could do was stare at her as she entered the interrogation cell with her fury obvious on her face. But to others, it seemed that she was showing her attitude, boasting her greatness in front of them.
Valerie had no idea what her colleagues were thinking behind her back, and even if she did, she did not care about them. She was more worried about what Jared was plotting and how to stop the disaster from taking place if he had planned any.
On seeing the three people enter the room, Jared's new assistant was quite stunned for a few moments and he did not react for quite some time. It was not until he saw Valerie stand right in front of him that he came out of his stupor.
"Tell me. What is Jared up to?" Valerie did not beat around the bush and asked him directly. She was running short of time and she had to find out what Jared's plan was before it was too late. Many innocent lives were at stake, and she had to save them before Jared won the game, who unbelievably had turned to his favor.
"What?" That was what the man could manage to say, not understanding what the woman in front of him was referring to.
"Cut the crap and tell me what Jared had planned for today." Her tone alone was enough to show how annoyed and frustrated she was. But the assistant could not make out the reason for her annoyance.
"I have no idea what you are referring to, Miss." He replied with a frown, not noticing the two men taking a step towards him.
"Are you sure you want to take this route?" Valerie threatened, completely not showing him any mercy. She was now pressing for time, and she had to find out what Jared's plan was.
"I..." The assistant stopped immediately when he saw the two men walk towards him. He gulped in fright, taking a good look at them. "I don't know what you..." He flinched when he noticed that the men were rolling their sleeves up.
"Continue. Why did you stop?" Valerie was now beyond angry.
"I don't know what you..." The assistant let out a cry of pain when Preston twisted his hand behind his back and kicked him in the shin, making him kneel in front of her the next instant. He did not even get to continue what he wanted to say. The pain consumed him and his body turned numb immediately.
"You were saying something." Valerie folded her hands and looked at him with her brows raised.
"I really don't know what....Ahhh." He yelled again when Preston pulled his hand, making him almost lose his mind in pain.
"Are you sure you do not want your hands?" Preston chuckled evilly and continued to twist his hand behind his body, adding more strength, and the man in his hold howled in discomfort.
"I really don't know what you are talking about." He mumbled in between his cries.
Valerie squatted in front of him to meet him in the eye, her face devoid of any other emotion other than rage. "What has Jared planned for today? Tell us." When the man was about to speak, she interrupted him immediately. "If you tell the truth, I will appeal to the court to charge you with less punishment. You will be jailed only for three years. Otherwise, I will personally make sure that you end up on the execution chair. Think about it."
As tempting as it sounded, the man did not know what Valerie was speaking about and he gave her a baffled look. "I really do not know what you are talking about."
"Are you sure you do not know that Jared has planned to release the deadly virus in the city today?" Valerie enquired.
"What? How is it possible? When did he meet the bioscientist? Why didn't I know about it?" He uttered in shock, and his words were enough to raise alarm bells in Valerie's mind. She too was equally stupefied as him, albeit for a different reason altogether.
From the man's reaction, Valerie now started to suspect if he even knew about Jared's plans. He did not seem to be faking his shock, and she did not know if she should believe him or not.
"Then, should I assume you have no idea that Jared plans to release the virus today? You have no idea that he put you equally as responsible as he is in this matter and that you were one of his advisors when he planned this deadly attack."
"What?" The assistant tried to get up but Preston pushed him down forcefully, rendering him immobile. "It's impossible. Why is Jared lying? I have no idea about this plan of his. This is the first time I am even hearing about it. How can he pull me into this?" He started to complain, and Valerie now got the answer she was looking for.
"In that case, do you know about the bioscientist Jared was in touch with?"
"No." He denied it at once. "It was always Jared who spoke to him. I have no idea about who he is and what their deal was."
"I see." Valerie stood up and smiled at him sardonically. "Thank you for your cooperation. Since I did not get the answers I was looking for, I will now make sure that you get the capital punishment for all your crimes."
With that, Valerie walked out of the room, completely ignoring the pleas and complaints from the man. He was a criminal in her eyes, and she had no mercy for him whatsoever.
When the desperate man tried to follow her, Preston kicked him in the shin again, making him cry out before the two men too walked away after locking the door to the cell, stopping his shouts and wails from leaving the room.