Chapter 665
You Hit My Heart
As Luther stood in the Second Precinct lobby, everything around him
seemed to become so unreal.
Why would he feel he had been through the same thing in the past?
Had he experienced the same tense atmosphere before? Why would
he have such a panicky feeling now? His thoughts, breathing, and
heartbeat were disorganized and out of control.
After making arrangements properly for the internal affairs of the police
department, Officer Franklin walked into the lobby and saw Luther was
still there.
He walked up and said, "Mr. Warner, the SWAT team that had been
sent out to rescue Victor just now came back, and they reported that
before Victor fell into a coma, he told them that the person who was
after him was Ricky. Judging from the residual traces at the scene, they
were pretty sure he was carrying a heavy gun. There may be someone
else backing him up, and the person who has sabotaged the police
system should also be him!"
"Ricky?!" Luther almost thought he heard it wrong, "Ricky? The
lieutenant following Charlotte?"
"Yes, that's him." Franklin glanced at Luther. Though he wasn't that
interested in his private life, everyone in town knew that the Warner
family and the Heath family just had an engagement.
"So, Mr. Warner, I'm sorry. You cannot stay in the police station.
Because you are related to the Heath family by marriage. Right now,
we don't know the purpose of Ricky's move and who else is behind the
whole thing. Captain hasn't told me much about it before. To avoid
suspicion, you cannot be informed of any further details of the incident.â
Franklin said reluctantly.
"Avoiding suspicion?" Luther's eyes widened. Did they even think he
and Ricky were in cahoots?
âI'm not related to Charlotte, I'm not engaged to her, and I'm not related
to the Heath family. Now, all I want to know is what happened to
Joyce." Luther said, annoyed.
"All I know ... is that Victor said that Captain and Joyce saved him
together, and I'm not sure about the rest. However, according to our
analysis, since Captain was wounded, Joyce probably hid him there in
order to protect him. And she would continue to lure Ricky away,â
Franklin said, his face more and more serious, "Captain has previously
told us that once the communication is restored, we should immediately
locate his phone and Joyce's phone and send backup immediately.â
"So Ricky's target, originally, was Joyce?" said Luther, analyzing the
pile of fragmented information.
âProbably.â Franklin nodded.
âI'm sorry, Mr. Warner, I can't tell you more. Please leave the police
station. We are repairing our system, and once the communication is
restored, we cannot disclose our plan to you. The reason why I have
revealed so much to you is because we once worked together in the
kidnapping case. But, I'm sorry, I really can't do it this time." Franklin
regrettably made a "please" gesture.
Now under such a critical situation, he did not know exactly which side
Luther was on, and it was only right that he could not let Luther know
about the details.
Luther felt powerless and had no idea what to say to explain himself.
He was surprisingly questioned for his stance.
He felt an inexplicable panic. If he could not even know what
happened, should he just wait?
Waiting for Joyce to be in danger? Perhaps she would get killed and he
did nothing at all? He could only wait to be notified of the final outcome
and could not help in any way?
The key was that Joyce was now facing Ricky alone, and even Karl
was not with her.
And how should she cope with that?
He was politely shown out of the police station by the officers and stood
outside the gate, bewildered. With his noble status, he had never been
rejected like that. He felt powerless all over. The busy police officers
kept passing him by.