Soon, Fiona brought the waiter in. "Mr. Wood, he's here. Do you want to interrogate him?" Fiona said.

Shawn glanced at the waiter. He was tall, thin, and utterly unremarkable.

"What did he say?" Shawn asked casually, taking out a cigarette and holding it between his lips. He really wanted to smoke to ease his frustration. However, he did not want Gale to smell the smoke on him.

Fiona kicked the waiter. "Kneel down and repeat what you confessed earlier!"

The waiter trembled and said, "I... I