I looked at Inspector Ian and Ròse. It was night time and the three of us were sitting on a table and were ready to do the first part of the plan and it was blackmailing. Inspector Ian detailed Marc's phone number and put it on speaker. The phone began to ring as Inspector Ròse and I listened. "Hello?" We heard Marc's sleepy voice. "Who the heck phone called me in midnight?! That too in my private number!" Inspector Ian put a hand on his neck to hold his neck and press his trachea to narrow his voice. "Well," Inspector Ian smirked. "I am somebody who you have no idea off but when you will listen to me, you will be sleepless for days." "JUST WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU SAYING?!" Marc yelled. "What's your name, huh?!" "My name," Inspector Ian smirked. "Is none of your business. But if you w

