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The investigation left Richard in shock.
Yet, nearly everyone he spoke to echoed the same sentiment. There was no way to pursue the matter further.
Eventually, he had to let it go.
However, the riot haunted him for a long time, plunging him into a deep depression.
Before that incident, Richard had believed that the methods of terrorists were the most brutal imaginable.
That riot changed everything for him.
From that point on, the name “Crimson Lane” lingered in his mind like a dark shadow.
Over the years, he avoided returning to that place.
He didn’t want to witness the horrors again; each visit would force him to relive the tragic memories of his sister’s final
moments.
Whenever there was trouble at Crimson Lane, he would always send someone else to handle it.
Not long after that riot, Nathan assigned Arthur to take charge
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of the situation at Crimson Lane.
The aftermath of the disturbance had been so severe that it sparked public outrage.
Initially, Crimson Lane was just a chaotic slum in Kingstown, but the riot thrust it into the spotlight, prompting Nathan to take action.
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In the wake of Arthur’s intervention, most of the impoverished residents moved away.
Ironically, their departure only made the place more terrifying.
Crimson Lane transformed into a hell for women in Kingstown.
It seemed everyone agreed on this grim reality, never questioning its morality.
As a result, Crimson Lane morphed into a nightmarish
existence.
Sick women with terminal illnesses were abandoned by their families and thrown into that hell from which they could never
escape.
Desperate women surrendered their dignity to survive, while others, driven by despair, sought self–destruction.
Some women, pushed to the brink by extreme humiliation and disease, came to Crimson Lane seeking revenge against a cruel world.
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Among those thirty corpses from years ago, one had been HIV–positive, choosing a path of self–destruction.
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Others were mistresses discarded by their wealthy lovers when their wives discovered the truth.
There were even perverts who came to film videos, luring girls into the trap.
No matter the background, once a woman entered Crimson Lane, she either died or disappeared without a trace.
It was a playground for those who had nothing to lose–people who either feared nothing or were running from their pasts.
Consequently, cases from that place were nearly impossible to unravel, leaving investigators chasing shadows with no leads.
Crimson Lane had become the hell for women in Kingstown.
To punish or abuse a woman, all one needed to do was toss her into that abyss.
Richard could only imagine the horror if Harrison ever sent Claire there.
He had witnessed everything that unfolded between Frederick and Claire, and he truly dreaded seeing Frederick in pain after losing her.
Sometimes, people only realized the value of what they had after
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it was gone.
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But after Richard finished speaking, silence hung heavy on the
line.
He almost thought the call had dropped. He glanced at his phone, confirming it was still connected, and called out, “General Hawthorne?”
Frederick seemed somewhat disoriented, instinctively imagining the various ordeals Claire would face once she reached Crimson Lane. It wasn’t until he heard Richard’s voice again that he snapped back to reality.
Frederick finally said, his voice resolute, “Harrison isn’t reckless. He has the Prescott family behind him, especially with my current bid for the presidency. He won’t let me down.”
With that, Frederick abruptly ended, the call.
It sounded more like he was reassuring himself than Richard.
He believed Harrison wouldn’t do such a thing.
But as soon as the call ended, Frederick stood motionless by the floor–to–ceiling window, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs.
Meanwhile, Claire was already on her way to Crimson Lane, escorted by Harrison.
At noon, Harrison arrived with Claire at Crimson Lane.
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The car came to a halt, and Claire glanced out the window. The surroundings were somewhat dilapidated, a stark contrast to the bustling scene of Kingstown, more akin to an unrenovated old
town.
“Here?” Claire asked instinctively.
Harrison turned to look at her with a faint smile. “Crimson
Lane.”
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