Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1898

Andrew ignored Hank's snarl completely and smiled at Chantelle instead. "Chantelle, it's only been a few days. How are you doing?"

Chantelle nodded, her face glowing. "I'm good. Nothing to worry about. What about you? How are things on your end in Goldridge?"

Andrew replied warmly, "I'm fine too. But I missed you so much, I couldn't help it… I just rushed over."

Chantelle's cheeks turned red, and she pretended to scold him. "Andrew, we're on the job. No joking around."

Hank, who had been standing there feeling ignored, finally snapped. His voice was low and cold. "Andrew, I asked you a question. What the hell are you doing here? We're here for an official investigation; you're not on the team. Who gave you the right to interfere?"

Andrew looked at him with a half-smile. "Hank, what are you so worked up about? You seem really unhappy about my arrival. What's the matter? Did you do something you shouldn't have, and you're afraid I'm here to settle the score?"

Hank's eyelid twitched wildly, but he scoffed dismissively. "Who do you think you are, Andrew? You think you're qualified to settle scores with me? I'm from Special Ops, and someone like you isn't worth my attention!"

Andrew nodded. "I won't waste time arguing with you right now because the case comes first. When the case is over, you're coming back to Blumedale with me, and you'll confess your crimes to the Keller family on your knees!"

Hank sneered coldly. "You think just because you say it, I'm going to do it? Andrew, maybe you're starting to think too highly of yourself."

Andrew kept smiling. "We'll see, Hank. Once this case wraps up, the truth's gonna come out. And everything you've done… You're going to pay for it, one by one."

Hank's face darkened. He clenched his jaw and hissed, "You son of a…"

Chantelle frowned. "Enough, both of you! We've got a case to solve. Let's stay focused."

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