The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Novel

Chapter 240: Culprit
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Finn Taylor had no time nor capacity to care about these two women for the time being. He simply took the ticket from Felicity and headed straight for the airport.
Anyway, Felicity had only bought a single ticket. The women could find their own way back to San Francisco.
The results of the championship in Chicago soon spread to San Francisco. At the same time, Finn Taylor was on the way back.
Those old men in San Francisco were naturally delighted to learn that Finn Taylor had won the competition. Based on their logic, it seemed that the San Francisco Chess Association was the one that won the competition since Finn Taylor had represented them.
Since they were part of the association, they had won the competition too!
But when they heard that Finn Taylor had forgone attending the award ceremony and would return without a trophy or medal, the old men fumed.
The few dozen old men rushed into Carl Gillies’s office. “Carl what is going on? Why didn’t Finn Taylor attend the award ceremony?”
“That’s right. That trophy is mine. How am I going to show it off to others now that he didn’t collect it?”
“Yes, he didn’t take the medal either!”
The old men were so shameless that it was embarrassing, but Carl Gillies was dumbfounded.
“Hold on. Didn’t Finn Taylor attend the competition alone? Why are the trophy and medal yours? It’s his choice not to collect them, so why should he have to answer to you?”
Of course, they weren’t going to take Carl Gillies’s advice in.
“He’s just a useless matrilocal son-in-law, so what right does he have to own that trophy and medal? If not for us, he wouldn’t even have had the chance to attend that competition. It’s only right that we get the trophy and medal!”
“This won’t do. I’m going to the Larson family’s residence!”
“Hey, I received a message that Finn Taylor is on the way back. He’ll arrive at the airport in half an hour’s time.”
“Come on. Let’s go stop him there.”
“Yes, he has to give us a good answer!” The few dozen old men stormed off to the airport.
To that, Carl Gillies could only sigh. ‘This will probably be the last time I’m meeting these men. They’re courting death. How could they offend Master Peregrine of all people?’
…
San Francisco, the airport.
By then, dozens of old men had arrived in full force at the airport.
The people of San Francisco were no stranger to them—they were prominent figures in the city after all.
If one were to combine all of their assets, they would probably own more than half of the entire San Francisco!
‘Why are they all gathered here? Are they welcoming someone? But who would that be? Even Third Master Gold wouldn’t be that respected.’ Everyone couldn’t help but stop in their tracks to watch on in curiosity. ‘Who could it possibly be?’
Finn Taylor was in a rush to get off the plane to look for his wife, yet he was surrounded by a whole gang of old men as soon as he stepped out of the plane.
“Stop right there, Finn Taylor!”
“Where’s my trophy?”
“Where’s my medal?”
Their chatter annoyed Finn Taylor to no end.
“Scram!” Finn Taylor could no longer hold his irritation in and lashed out at them.
“How dare you scold us?”
“You’re just a piece of trash! How dare you!”
“F*ck! Just wait and see how I’ll kill you!” All the old men were raging and raring to have their turn at punching Finn Taylor, who no longer held himself back either.
With one kick, he threw the fiercest of the lot onto the ground.
While these old men were no strangers to kicking up such a huge fuss, they still feared death.
Eventually, they opened up a path for Finn Taylor, who flew straight to Hunter Sullivan’s residence.
When he arrived, the four guardians were all kneeling on the ground.
They were petrified to say the least. The four guardians were amongst the top bosses in the city, yet even they couldn’t help but tremble in fear.
They had committed a grave error this time—Yvette Larson had been kidnapped.
Finn Taylor had instructed them to watch out for his wife before leaving the city, yet they had allowed her to be kidnapped! The more troubling fact was that they hadn’t noticed her disappearance for three whole days.
In fact, it was Finn Taylor who had informed them about this.
Now, all they could do was pray for Yvette Larson to be safe. If anything happened to her, they could forget about keeping their lives!
“How impressive. Pukwudgie, Thunderbird, Horned Serpent, and Wampus—the four guardians who are said to have no rivals in this whole world. You’re a bunch of idiots! A bunch of idiots!”
Not a single one of the four guardians dared to rebut Finn Taylor as he lashed out at them.
“Get up, all of you. Zachary Kennedy, find Yvette’s location.”
Scolding them wasn’t going to solve the problem. What mattered was saving his wife.
“Analyze this video.” Finn Taylor threw his phone over to Logan Yeats.
“Go to the Larson family’s residence and see who’s not there,” Finn Taylor instructed Alexander Scott.
Now, only Hunter Sullivan remained.
“You’ve had the most interactions with Yvette. You’d better hope that she’s fine!”
Hunter Sullivan was on the verge of breaking down. He knew that Finn Taylor trusted him the most amongst the four guardians.
With trust came power, and with power came responsibility. If anything happened, he’d have to take the blame for the team.
“Don’t worry, Master Peregrine. She’ll be fine.” Hunter Sullivan didn’t know what else to say. His words seemed more of a comfort to him than for Finn Taylor.
“Master Peregrine, look at Ms. Larson’s eyes.” Logan Yeats spotted the first problem.
He enlarged Yvette Larson’s eyes and saw a figure reflected in them.
“Can you recognize that person?”
“That’s a tough one. I’ll need some time.” As he said so, Logan Yeats continued his analysis.
Before long, Alexander Scott returned. “Master Peregrine, Quince Larson and Eleanor Larson aren’t at home and have been missing for quite a long time.”
‘Could they have been the ones?’ Finn Taylor’s suspicions arose.
“Look, Master Peregrine.” Finally, Logan Yeats made a discovery.
He blew up the photo of the figure.
They all turned to the screen, only to realize that the face staring right back at them was Quince Larson!
“Master Peregrine, I’ve found their location. They’re in this abandoned warehouse.” Alexander Scott’s skills were exceptional. Nobody could escape his tracking unless they were dead.
“Alexander Scott, go to St. Cloud Hospital and get Joseph Larson out of his coma. It’s time that old man wakes up. Logan Yeats, go to Quince Larson’s residence and bring his parents to the Larson family’s residence. Zachary Kennedy, continue tracking their locations and give us updates. Hunter Sullivan, come with me. You have the biggest responsibility.. If you don’t manage to save Yvette this time, your head is going to roll.”