Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1140

Chapter 1140: She better have had a lot of drinks if I were her!

Since Hugo had dealt with all sorts of criminals and felons on duty, he was aware that the gang he had just thrashed must have had some form of transportation. And sure enough, the man led them to where their truck was.

The truck was akin to a military transport vehicle for foot soldiers. It was just smaller and looked improvised to resemble one.

With Hugo at the wheel, Atlas took the front passenger seat. In the back were the guy they dragged along and Mark, keeping an eye on him.

"I didn’t bring my phone," Hugo said sternly, his eyes fixed on the dark road. The more they drove, the darker the road became. He clenched his teeth, knowing that after what he had just done to the pub, he had to report to the police.

Hugo was still out of the combat zone, and right now, he shouldn’t be in trouble. That’s why, no matter what, Hugo often involved the authorities and followed the book. With his position and rank, he had to dance with the rules to get things done without getting into too much trouble.

"Damn it!" Hugo punched the steering wheel to release the frustration building up inside him. "How could... the guys who should be fighting off these criminals..."

He gritted his teeth angrily, but in a way, he knew this wasn’t the first time. There were many places in the world where evil prevailed—a place where normal citizens had to live in fear because of people like these gangs.

Atlas slid his eyes toward Hugo, but this time, he didn’t stop Hugo from seething in anger. "Let’s focus on rescuing Slater and Benjamin first," he said quietly, glancing at the side of the road. "With your position, I’m sure you can do something about this situation, but not tonight."

"I know," Hugo breathed out, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "Still, it’s upsetting. If the police are involved too, then whoever the mayor is must be in on it as well."

The more Hugo thought about it, the angrier he became. Although he had been sick almost the entire trip due to swimming from the town to the island, he had met quite a few locals on his first and second days. All of them were lively and polite, constantly smiling, which would give anyone the impression that life here was just as simple as it seemed.

Yet, behind the smiles of the locals here was something sickening.

"Hah!" Hugo huffed, shaking his head, telling himself to focus. He couldn’t let anger consume him; Slater and Benjamin were in danger. "By the way, we have to tell Penny to stay put. Maybe she could call for help."

"I already sent her a message," Atlas replied in his usual calm tone. "I sent her the location where we’re headed and told her what happened."

"What?" Hugo and even Mark gasped, casting Atlas a brief look.

"Sir Atlas, why would you do that?" Mark asked in disbelief. "Miss Penny would be worried sick if you told her all of that."

Atlas nonchalantly shrugged. "Do you really think that troublesome girl would stay still if you tell her to stay still?"

His answer left Mark and Hugo speechless. The latter set his eyes back on the road, now entering the woods, just as the man had instructed. Meanwhile, Mark kept his shocked gaze on Atlas.

Bzzt!