Bonnie had already prepared herself, so she didn't feel let down. “How the court decides is its business. We’ll file the lawsuit, just like we planned. Even if we lose in the end, I can live with it.”
At least she would have given it her all. She could answer to herself for that.
No regrets.
Patton smiled. “Alright, I’ll put your case front and center, this year and next. Don’t worry about it, Bonnie. You handle your life, I’ll handle the case.”
Bonnie smiled her thanks, then followed Patton into the station. Aiken was busy, so she sat off to the side and waited.
About ten minutes later, Aiken finally came over. He gave Bonnie a small smile and led them to get started on the paperwork.
By now, everyone connected to the case had been brought in, except for Hannah, since they hadn’t dug up any evidence on her yet. Bonnie looked over each name through the glass and signed off on them one by one.
That’s when she spotted Penn.
He was the one everyone thought no one could touch, an outsider beyond their reach. His face was still a mess, bruised and swollen, his arm hanging from a sling, his whole body hunched as if he was trying to disappear. He looked terrified.
He must have taken a beating before he was dragged back here.
It wasn’t the police who would do something like that. And for someone to take action abroad... Even with a serious case, not to mention something like cyberbullying, it would take endless rounds of approval, definitely more than just a few days.
Bonnie had a pretty good idea of who pulled the strings, who called in favors, who made this happen.
She didn’t feel pleased or vindicated, just heavy. Everything sat on her chest.
Bonnie blinked slowly and asked Aiken, “What’s going to happen to him? Are you even allowed to charge him?”
Aiken hesitated. Deep down, he knew that without Lawrence’s help, they would never have wrapped things up this fast. Maybe they wouldn’t have even nailed Penn at all. Lawrence really took on a lot for this.
Out of nowhere, Bonnie remembered waking up that morning, seeing that sticky mark of blood wiped on the corner of her nightstand.
Her anxiety flared. She shook her head gently, trying to chase away all those tangled-up thoughts.
Aiken put away the files and, when he saw her expression, he seemed to know what was running through her mind. His lips parted like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he stayed quiet.
With all that wrapped up, Bonnie’s part was done. Patton returned to his office, while Bonnie stayed back to chat with Aiken a bit.
Ever since Aiken had confessed his feelings, they hadn’t seen each other much. He didn’t push. Bonnie was busy studying, and it was like they’d both silently agreed to pretend nothing happened.
Aiken handed her a warm bottle of milk. Bonnie smiled. “Did your supervisor buy these again?”
“She did,” Aiken said, twisting the lid open for her. “Her son loves drinking milk, so she thinks we all do. Every time, she buys it by the box.”

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