Since Murphy wasn't around, I had to rely on Lorraine for many things.
The police came to my ward early in the morning. "Good morning, Mr. Joplin. Sorry to keep you waiting."
I waved my hands dismissively. "Get to the point." I needed to know how that man would be dealt with.
The officer was briefly stunned as if surprised by my attitude. "This is the statement we recorded. Please take a look…"
"Only his statement?" I scoffed and tossed the document he handed me onto the table. "Don't you need a statement from the victim as well?"
Ever since I began suspecting the man was part of a gang, I couldn't help questioning the police's integrity. Though it was unlikely the man had enough power to manipulate the police, finding a scapegoat was a piece of cake.
"Since he has already confessed, we don't need a statement from the victim," the officer replied, frowning.
It seemed they were unwilling to cooperate, so I frowned and said, "Just leave. I'll investigate this myself."
The officer's expression darkened, and it seemed he was barely a step ahead from swinging his fist onto my face.
"What else do you have to say?" I asked coolly.
"I think you're a little agitated right now, Mr. Joplin. Let's talk when you've calmed down."
Calm down? By the time I calmed down, this incident would probably be swept under the rug.
I called Murphy and instructed, "Investigate the man's background. Find out who he's associated with."
I was determined to get to the bottom of this. How had he managed to target Jonas so precisely out of all children? There was definitely something fishy going on.
…
Meanwhile, in a villa at Lostwind Bay, a broad-shouldered man was sitting on a couch. His profile was obscured by shadows.
"Has it been taken care of?"
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