Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190: The Extraction

Under Sebastian’s leadership, the shadow guards moved towards the target as soon as the convoy stopped in front of the Cleveland Police South Bank station. Their target was fixed, but they needed to pinpoint the exact location around 53 to 57 Briggs Avenue.

They moved fast in the shadows. When they reached the geolocation provided by Eleanor, they started searching the nearby houses to match the face they had seen in the photo. But after searching a few houses, they couldn’t find any trace of their target.

After searching for a few minutes, they finally found her in an outbuilding of a nearby house. Georgia Doyle was sitting on a chair, her head tilted to one side, seemingly asleep. Her hands and feet were tied to the chair.

They proceeded according to the plan. Raphael went to search for hidden traps or any potential danger. Alaric and Elias went to find a safe and swift exit path.

Sebastian remained in the outbuilding with Georgia, to ensure her safety.

After a couple of minutes, Raphael came back. The other two selected a route for their safe exit and informed the team. They broke the boundary of the garden silently, so that Sebastian could take Georgia straight to the road.

They informed their situation to Eleanor and waited for the rescue team to arrive.

***

Inspector Reynolds took the beautiful paper box, which clearly looked like a gift box... and opened it. He was used to receiving presents, so he didn’t mind getting another. His mind anticipated a generous offering from the beautiful woman sitting in front of him.

But the moment he opened the box, he froze. He stared at it, his mouth hanging open.

Seeing his reaction, Eleanor spoke, "There is one hundred thousand pounds in the box. This is my thank you to you... for your time, mental distress, inconvenience, disruption of work, and of course... the coffee."

The inspector looked at her, dumbfounded.

But Eleanor wasn’t finished. She continued, "Don’t worry. There’s another box downstairs. That’s for your team. One inspector, one sergeant, ten constables, and two community support officers. That makes a team of fourteen people in this station. Currently, with you, eight are on duty. How you divide those two hundred thousand among yourselves is not my concern. That’s your job."

Inspector Reynolds’ mind raced. "What if this is a setup? I already have two investigations ongoing against me. A small gift is fine. But this amount... it’s risky." he thought.

He blurted out, stammering, "I... I... I’m an honest officer. I don’t take bribes."

Hearing this, Eleanor was amused. With a playful smile, she said, "Oh! That’s new! My team doesn’t usually make mistakes. There’s a vacation house beside Skinningrove Methodist Chapel in Saltburn, a shisha lounge on Granville Road near Teesside University, and several commercial spaces in Middleton Grange Shopping Centre... I wonder who owns these places."

This time, Reynolds panicked. He hurriedly interrupted Eleanor, "Please, don’t say any more. I was wrong. I’ll do whatever you say. Just don’t spill the beans in front of my colleagues. Please." He looked at Eleanor with pleading eyes.

Eleanor smirked, "Okay. I was just mentioning it in passing. There are a few more, but I won’t say any more. Inspector, then please help me rescue my friend. I want you to stay at this station until I leave. And keep your team in check so that no one speaks about today’s matter in future."

Through their earpieces, Eleanor and Isadora heard everything happening with the rest of the shadow team. At that moment, Alaric reported that they were ready on the other side. The rescue mission could begin.

Eleanor slowly stood up and said, "Inspector, please come with us to meet your officers. They must be restless, not seeing you for so long."

With that, she walked out of the room. Isadora and Livia trailed behind. Reynolds slid the box into his drawer and hurriedly followed them.

When Reynolds stepped out of his office, he saw several armed guards stationed at strategic points throughout the station. A clear picture formed in his mind... there was no way his police force could handle this. Except for HQ, no other station could deal with such a force. All they could do was obey... and weather the storm.

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