The factory director's heart pounded in his chest, but things had already come to this. He could only steel himself and continue, "Huh? What am I supposed to know?
Walter Newton is just a brute. He thinks his past contributions give him a free pass and doesn't even respect me, the director. I have no idea what his work schedule is."
Seeing him play dumb and refuse to talk, the older officer clicked his tongue and ignored him.
'People like him, who are just banking on luck, will never confess until you take away their last shred of hope.'
With this in mind, the older officer gestured for Arthur Sullivan to pick up the pace.
Watched by curious employees, the group hurried to the entrance of the walk-in freezer as quickly as possible.
"Director? What are you all doing here?
