Evan Keller's eyes scanned the crowd in the corner and instantly locked onto Anne Dawson, who was trying to intimidate those around her with a menacing glare.
He then strode over and yanked her out of the crowd.
"Anne Dawson, head of The All-Supreme Sect in Varden and the mastermind behind the transport of these drug-laced stamps.
You are under arrest on suspicion of manufacturing, selling, and transporting narcotics; human trafficking; and using a cult to undermine law enforcement, among other crimes." Evan Keller's eyes were locked on Anne Dawson as he expertly snapped the cuffs on her.
The moment the cold steel of the handcuffs closed around her wrists, Anne Dawson was flooded with regret.
'It's over… If only I'd grabbed my guns first.'
'If I'd had a real weapon on me, I wouldn't be in this helpless position!'
'And I should have run at the first opportunity. I shouldn't have stayed behind, greedy for the things upstairs.'
