An hour later, Purple Summers, Allen Rivera, and Marcel Jefferson arrived at a nightclub in Clearwater City.
Marcel Jeffersonâs state of mind was still a bit hazyâ¦
After witnessing a flurry of verbal sparring, the prosecutor surprisingly came to an agreement with them and agreed to come here to look for clues.
Jessica Cameron said that Cyrus Davis would come here a few times each month.
She was secretive when she said it, and it wasnât until Purple Summers entered the nightclub that she realized why Jessica Cameron was initially unwilling to say anything.
Because this place wasnât just a nightclub, but also home to an underground casino, sex trade, and a typical illegal entertainment venue.
The heroic prosecutor immediately summoned the detectives to crack down on the establishment. Some operators escaped, while some were caught. In no time, the scene was a mess of chaos and confusion.
Those who dealt in prohibited drugs were also arrested, including a young guy with a shaved head and tattoo, who turned into a coward in front of Allen Rivera, pleading, âProsecutor, thieves also have a code! I never sell to minors, you really got the wrong guy!â
Cyrus Davis was a college freshman, and at the time of the incident, he was only half a month away from turning eighteen.
Marcel Jefferson couldnât help but laugh at the ironyâtalking about a code while selling drugs⦠wasnât this a jokeâ¦
Neither Allen Rivera nor Purple Summers believed him.
The bald man shouted, âItâs true! I have a record of everyone I sold to, I really didnât sell to that male student!â
The police found the register on him and handed it to Allen Rivera. Purple Summers also leaned in to look.
The register was filled with customersâ names, purchase quantities, amounts, and dates. It was surprisingly meticulous.
Allen Rivera didnât find Cyrus Davisâs name. His expression remained unchanged, and he emotionlessly said, âMaybe he used a fake name. Weâll verify each person listed, take him back for a statement.â
The bald man was taken away in handcuffs, his head drooping in defeat.
Allen Rivera walked over to Purple Summers and Marcel Jefferson and said, âI should treat you to a meal today, but now we need to investigate this register, so Iâll have to take a rain check.â
Marcel Jefferson relaxed and laughed, âWeâre fine, you go ahead and do your thing.â
Purple Summers chimed in, âProsecutor Allen Rivera, two years, served outside of prison!â
She didnât forget the reminder at this moment.
Allen Rivera chuckled, âThree years, considering her age and special family circumstances, sheâs allowed to serve outside prison.â
As long as she didnât have to go to jail, it satisfied Purple Summersâ promise to the sorceress not to leave Peachwater Village. Sheâd just have to settle for three years.
âDeal.â Purple Summers took the initiative to shake hands with Allen Rivera, lest he change his mind.
Allen Rivera was a man of his word. If he said three years, it would be three years. Purple Summers believed that he wouldnât go back on his promise.
Purple Summers and Marcel Jefferson left without disrupting the work of the prosecutor and the police.
Marcel Jefferson grew increasingly admiring of Allen Rivera. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Driving Purple Summers, he couldnât stop marveling on the road, âA place like that, and he said it would be shut down, and it was shut down. If it was anyone else, wouldnât they at least have to do some investigation, test the waters? Find out who the boss was, how powerful they were, and then be seven or eight points certain before making a move. How brave he is! Itâs incredible!â
Purple Summers laughed in the passenger seat.
Marcel Jefferson added, âWe absolutely canât let Larissa Hamilton see him. She admires heroic-type people the most. What if sheâs smitten? â¦Hey, is Allen Rivera married?â
âIf he was married, could he be so fierce?â Purple Summers laughed. âDo you know what âlone heroâ means?â
This profession was too easy to offend people, and family could become their weak link. The more constraints, the less room to move freely.
Considering Allen Riveraâs character, Purple Summers didnât think heâd ever consider getting married or having children.
Marcel Jefferson joked, âHandsome and fierce, and single all the time, isnât that attraction even more fatal? No, no, we canât let Larissa see him!â
The two laughed and chatted in the car, not knowing that something had happened on the other sideâ