NovelTrueChapter 1393: Before the first officer could finish, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed outside, followed by a sharp knock on the surveillance room door. The door swung open as someone announced, "Everyone, gather in the meeting room, quick!" The three officers exchanged bewildered glances. One remained behind to continue monitoring, while the other two hurried out immediately.
In the meeting room, everyone looked toward their team leader, Leroy Nixon, with puzzled expressions. Leroy held a document in his hand, his face serious.
"I know your director has been busy with security for the industry summit. I won't complicate things for you. Just transfer Corrine's case to our precinct," Arion said, his voice deep and commanding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLeroy appeared troubled. "Mr. Hoffman, this incident occurred in Riverveille,” he replied. "How can we hand it over to Lyhaton—” "Because Corrine is from Lyhaton!" Arion interrupted sharply. “This case is still under investigation. You detained the suspect without notifying us. Do you think you're above the law, or do you just disregard the Lyhaton Police Department?" His words left Leroy speechless.
He had consulted their director, Richard Clark, who had told him to figure it out on his own.
Under the circumstances, Leroy knew he couldn't afford to be reckless and had ordered his team to handle the matter with the utmost seriousness.
However, he hadn't anticipated Arion, the police director from Lyhaton, intervening so directly and demanding custody of the suspect. As a team leader, Leroy felt outmatched by the director of the Lyhaton Police Department. Feeling cornered, he saw no choice but to seek guidance from his superiors.
Half an hour later, Richard hurried back to the station.
Leroy hoped the situation would turn in their favor with Richard's arrival, but instead, he was met with an unexpected turn of events.
Feel the thrill at g aln ov el sTheir usually composed director rushed toward the interrogation room. Before entering, he carefully smoothed down three strands of hair sticking up on his head, took a deep breath, and entered with a forced smile. "Miss Holland," he greeted warmly.
Corrine slowly raised her eyes to meet Richard's, a hint of amusement playing on her lips. “Mr. Clark, I didn't expect such a trivial matter to require your presence," she remarked.
"Not at all," Richard replied, visibly pleased, waving a hand dismissively. "I'm simply doing my job. I trust you understand." Richard's submissive posture inside the interrogation room left the onlookers stunned.
What on earth was happening?
Why did the usually arrogant Richard appear not only respectful-but m downright terrified of the woman in handcuffs?
Was this Corrine Holland skind of monster?
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