NovelEnglishNash looked at Scarlett and asked calmly, "What kind of fate do you think awaits you?" Scarlett gave a bitter smile. "I don't know if I'll die or end up in prison. I've accepted my fate since I'm not exactly a good person." "What if there's a chance for you to atone for your actions?" Scarlett looked up with a glimmer of hope. "Is that really possible?" Nash told her, "Anything that benefits the country can be considered atonement." Scarlett's eyes filled with a mix of hope and doubt. "But what use could I be? Other than fighting and doing bad things, I have no other skills." Nash reassured her, "You have value. There are still many people waiting for you to help them. Focus on recovering first." Scarlett looked at Nash, feeling a surge of hope. His words were like a ray of light, showing her that her life had value and purpose. She could still make a positive impact.
It wasn't as dark as she had imagined. This gave her a newfound confidence and excitement. She had always hoped for recognition.
After leaving the room, Nash found James and Felix waiting outside the door. He said to James, "Help Scarlett back to her room." "Me?" James pointed at himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You cwithto the prison," Nash said to Felix.
"Yes, Captain!" As they left the hospital, James felt a bit disgruntled.
"Hurry up and help me," Scarlett demanded.
James looked at her. "You..." "Did you forget Nash's orders? Help me!" Scarlett extended her hand, seizing the opportunity to boss him around.
James could not disobey orders and begrudgingly helped her. Scarlett finally felt satisfied.
Nash and Felix arrived at the prison. Upon seeing Nash, the guards respectfully greeted him, "Captain York." The prison was located on an island, large and secure. After navigating through a maze of corridors, they reached the underground facility where high-profile prisoners were kept.
"Captain York," the warden greeted him. "Sawyer has been taken to the interrogation room." Nash removed his gloves, his expression stern. "He's an important prisoner. Have you followed my instructions to keep a tight watch on him?" "Rest assured, we patrol daily. He won't escape," the warden replied.
Nash stopped in his tracks and gave the warden a cold stare. "It's not just about patrols. Anyone who has contact with him must undergo thorough checks." The warden hesitated for a moment but then nodded. "We've done everything as instructed." "Good," Nash said, continuing to the interrogation room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSawyer's hands and feet were shackled with heavy chains to prevent any chance of escape. Despite being in prison, he did not show any signs of anxiety.
Instead, his face carried a relaxed
smile. He ate and drank as he pleased, treating the prison like his home. His injuries were tende to by designated staff, so why wouldn't he be content? When Nash entered, Sawyer looked up. He was momentarily surprised, then let out a cold laugh. "Didn't expect to see you here, Captain York. You must really value mhaving so many people guard me. Am the most wanted prisoner in your whole prison?" He had already started viewing this as a badge of honor.
"Shut up. You don't speak unless Captain York asks you a question," a guard snapped.
"Everyone out," Nash ordered as he entered the room.
Once the room was clear, Nash turned off the recording device and stood before Sawyer, looking@dwh at him with a cold expression. "I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself." "Oh?" Sawyer raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
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