Finally, they gathered around the altar. Sunny, Effie, Morgan, Saint... and the Other Mordret, who had woken up from his peaceful nap.
The four of them glanced somber and apprehensive, while the CEO of the Valor Group looked carefree and full of curiosity. "Good morning, Detective Sunless. How was your night?"
Sunny stared at him for a few seconds, then sighed.
"Eventful."
He looked at each of his companions in turn, and then spoke calmly:
"As I already mentioned, the culprit behind the Nihilist killings and the attempts on our lives is none other than the chairman of the Valor Group board, Madoc. He perpetrated these crimes in an attempt to cover up his poor handling of the Northern Dam renovation project."
Saying this, Sunny looked at the Other Mordret.
Just as Morgan had said, he did not look particularly hurt by the fact that his own uncle was trying to kill him. Mordret's expression remained relaxed and unblemished, and the slight smile playing on his lips did not falter.
He did look a little concerned, though. "Northern damn renovation... that is just bad business. Terrible optics, as well. I simply do not understand what Uncle was thinking."
'Of all the things...'
Morgan had mentioned that the guy was harmless, but she had not mentioned that he was hopeless.
'At least he's honest.'
Shaking his head, Sunny continued:
"I struck a deal with Mordret... the mean Mordret... to pose as the Valor CEO and draw Madoc out. They agreed to meet face-to-face and talk. Madoc chose the location — it is the Castle. So, that is where we need to go."
Morgan raised an eyebrow.
"It is bound to be a trap... a death trap. You know that the Other playing the role of our uncle will bring an army of henchmen to make sure that Mordret does not walk out of their meeting alive."
Sunny smiled.
"Naturally. It's going to be a real mess — I'm counting on it."
Turning away, he headed to the doors. "Follow me."
They exited the abandoned church and approached the PTV he had arrived on. While Sunny was trying to remember how to open a trunk, Effie blinked a couple of times.
"Wait, where did you get a car? And this one is much better than yours was, too!"
Sunny scowled, offended on behalf of his destroyed PTV.
"First of all, it's not better. It just looks nicer. And second of all, I paid a visit to our friends from the Black Snake gang after finishing up with Mordret and had a good talk with them."
He smiled.
"Let's just say that those gangsters felt inclined to give me some protection money. And that money came in the form of this vehicle, as well as what's in its trunk."
The trunk finally opened, and Sunny pointed inside with a proud look.
Effie whistled.
"Wow."
Inside were all the tools one would need to storm the lair of a criminal mastermind. Tactical gear, bulletproof vests, boxes of bullets, guns...
Effie looked at them with a confused expression.
"Where did they even get all this stuff?"
Handing her a bulletproof vest, Sunny pointed to the letters on its front.
"Where else? They bought it from the cops."
It was a funny situation, really. The criminals had purchased illegal equipment from dirty cops, and then he extorted them for said equipment, receiving it as a bribe to leave them alone.
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