The conference ended.
Dirk Carter then followed Carmelo Garrison's vehicle to inspect the dam.
At this moment,
a middle-aged man hurriedly left the conference room.
He looked around, then pushed open the door to the reception room.
On the sofa sat a woman, none other than Eve Vincent.
Eve Vincent looked coldly at the visitor.
She asked, "The meeting is over?"
"Yes, it's over. Secretary General Carter said that next, they need to gather the owners of the sand factories and tally the shortage of heavy machinery operators. They plan to focus on these two aspects,"
said the visitor timidly.
Eve Vincent nodded slightly.
She said, "Do you know what you need to do?"
"Yes, yes, Miss Eve, rest assured, I guarantee that none of those sand factory owners will show up, and furthermore, I ensure that those engineering companies will absolutely not lend him any machinery,"
the middle-aged man declared confidently.
Eve Vincent nodded in satisfaction and said, "Egbert Marshall, you've been the executive deputy mayor of Goldridge County for several years now. If you handle this task well, I guarantee The Maplewood Gang will not let you down. But of course, you know the consequences if you fail, right?"
"Yes, yes, of course, Miss Eve, rest assured, I'll handle it right away,"
he said.
After saying this,
the middle-aged man hurriedly left.
The Maplewood Gang?
What connection does Eve Vincent have with The Maplewood Gang?
Wasn't it supposed to be Talia?
Actually, Dirk Carter wasn't mistaken.
Talia is Eve Vincent, and Eve Vincent is Talia.
As for the tattoo on the left side of the chest, it was just a temporary tattoo.
And Eve Vincent's trip this time was to execute The Maplewood Gang's order to ruin Dirk Carter.
Just after Egbert Marshall left,
Eve Vincent's phone rang.
She glanced at the number; it was Sister In's call.
Not daring to delay, she picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Sister In. I've already arrived in Goldridge County following Dirk Carter."
The voice on the phone was Sister In's cool tone: "Very good. How's the progress on the task?"
Eve Vincent reported the recent developments and said, "Sister In, rest assured, this is unsolvable for Dirk Carter. His career has always been in Koryn City; here in Goldridge County, he doesn't know anyone. As long as these two critical supplies are not in place, his affairs in Goldridge County won't succeed."
"Very good. Once this job is done, I'll reward you."
With these words,
the call was ended.
Eve Vincent exhaled deeply,
standing by the window, watching the rain outside getting heavier, her mood mirrored the weather, shrouded in a thick fog.
On the levee by the Wyvern River,
Dirk Carter watched the surging river waters pour down from upstream with his own eyes.
Even though Flynn Holden had not yet passed through, the power of nature was already quite intimidating.
Standing at a high point,
Dirk Carter saw every household in Riverbend Town, with people still working in the fields despite the rain, and immediately asked County Mayor Charlie Zane, "Why haven't the people in Riverbend Town been evacuated yet?"
"The evacuation work is personally overseen by Executive Deputy Mayor Egbert Marshall. He reported to me this morning that the evacuation work is too extensive to complete in just two days. Considering Riverbend Town is a large town with a population of 60,000, full evacuation cannot realistically be done in two days. Moreover, as long as we hold the Wyvern River line, these citizens will naturally be safe,"
Charlie Zane explained.
Dirk Carter thought it over.
Evacuating 60,000 people indeed seems too hasty.
And if the Wyvern River breaches.
No matter where these 60,000 people are evacuated to, the result is the same.
He gritted his teeth.
He said, "Alright, then concentrate resources to defend the Wyvern River Dam. Let's go back; let's negotiate with the owners of the sand factories immediately."
Dirk Carter's decision was indeed one of necessity.
Of course,
it was also quite a risky decision.
This effectively meant betting everything on the Wyvern River Dam.
If it breaches, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At 2:00 in the afternoon,
Dirk Carter returned from the dam.
Right away, he saw Eve Vincent pacing in the corridor.
"Why are you still here?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Eve Vincent looked anxious and said, "Our team said there's nothing to do in Goldridge County, so they all moved to Fairview County."
"I'll have Arlo send a car to take you to Fairview County,"
Dirk Carter, hearing this,
immediately turned to look for Arlo Yarbrough.
Eve Vincent quickly stopped him.
She said, "It's alright, staying here to help is the same. If there's anything I can do, feel free to tell me."
Eve Vincent is Fabian Vincent's daughter.
Dirk Carter didn't want anything to go wrong with her.
But he was also concerned that not letting her do anything might disrespect her.
He paused and said, "Alright, stay at The County Committee for now. When Flynn Holden gets closer, there will be more to do and I will assign you some tasks, okay?"
Eve Vincent thought for a moment.
She asked, "Can I tag along with you? I want to learn a few things too."
As if worried Dirk Carter might not agree, she added quickly, "Don't worry, I won't interrupt your work, I promise!"
Dirk Carter couldn't refuse.
After all, he had been rude to her before, so he owed her a favor.
He could only nod in agreement.
Once he entered the main conference room,
he was stunned for a moment.
Three hours had passed,
Ordinarily, with the government facilitating, those sand factory owners should have gathered quickly. Yet surprisingly, the conference room was empty.
Carmelo Garrison saw Dirk Carter come in.
He came over with a concerned look.
Dirk Carter asked, "Why is there no one here?"
Carmelo Garrison said, "There are a total of 41 sand factories in the county, including 12 significant ones. The County Committee office called each one, but either they didn't answer or made excuses that they're busy. In the end, not one is willing to come."
"Not one is willing to come? How's that possible?"
Dirk Carter was quite shocked to hear this.
The sand business is not like other businesses.
This business relies heavily on maintaining a good relationship with the government, otherwise, their business next year might not survive.
No sand factory owner would dare to offend the government.
Unless...
Unless there's someone pulling strings behind the scenes.
Who would make a fuss over this matter?
The first person that came to Dirk Carter's mind was Kanes Bates.
After all, it was Kanes Bates' suggestion that led him to Goldridge County.
No matter who's behind the scenes, Dirk Carter couldn't care less right now, and asked, "Where's the police chief? Get him here!"
Carmelo Garrison didn't know what Dirk Carter was planning either.
Ten minutes later, Goldridge County Police Department Chief Hugo Sinclair hurried in, saluted Dirk Carter, and asked, "Leader, did you need me?"
"Chief Sinclair, I'm ordering you to cross-check Secretary Garrison's list and within one hour, bring everyone on it here,"
This command.
Caught Hugo Sinclair entirely off guard, he looked somewhat bewildered at Carmelo Garrison.
Carmelo Garrison was just about to speak.
Dirk Carter said, "Just execute my order. If anything goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility; it has nothing to do with anyone else."
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