Chapter 412: A Plea for Help from the Military

When Travis Jauncy pressed the question again, Nathan Nicholson stopped dodging. He personally poured Travis a glass of wine first. Only then did he speak. "Mr. Travis, I asked you here because there's something I need your help with. It involves the Jexburgh Military Department." "The military?" Travis's gaze flicked, almost instinctively, to Leroy Looske and the other two. "That's right, Mr. Travis." Leroy took over, turning to Travis with a grave expression. "Not long ago, some of our soldiers...