The thugs were filled with frustration and despair. They hadmitted countless bad deeds, and now that they were finally beatentin for 12 no one felt the slightest sympathy for them.
The attitude of the police officers left the group of thugs utterly disheartened. They felt like giving up entirely.
In the interrogation room, things weren’t going smoothly. Meanwhile, the female officer handling Briar and the others‘ registration was also encountering a problem.
The records for Ellen and Frank’s group were processed without issue. But when it came to Briar, the officer was shocked to discover that the system only showed that she had just returned to Dasmleca from Qathana. No other information could be retrieved
When questioned, Briar brushed her off with a cold “Noment.”
The officer’s professional instincts kicked in, and she immediately became alert. She asked Briar to contact a family member toe sign paperwork so she could be released, but Briar refused.
This only deepened the officer’s suspicions. She reported the situation to her captain.
The captain walked over and personally questioned Briar. But no matter how he asked, she revealed nothing and still refused to notify any Family members.
Frank, who had already finished his statement and was free to leave, waited outside, hoping to leave together with Briar. But after waiting a long time, instead of seeing Briar, he saw Mason rushing out in a panic to deliver the <b>news </b>that she had been detained.
Frank was startled, “What happened? Why was she detained<b>?</b>”
Mason shrugged. “I don’t know the details, but I heard it’s because her identity raised gs. She refused to call her family to confirm
anything, so the officers became suspicious.”
Frank silently took out his phone <b>and </b>made a call. “Ashton…”
“Miss Jennings, please answer our questions truthfully….
Briar sat with her arms crossed at an empty desk, clearly annoyed. If Ellen hadn’t been sitting beside her, looking so anxious and helpless, she might have already lost her temper.
Her personal data had always been ssified and managed by a certain base. That meant it was nearly impossible for Dasmieca to trace anything. Typically, even if they tried to ess her files, the system would return a “No permission to verify” notice.
Officers should usually be able to recognize that such a message indicated a sensitive or protected identity. But for some reason, even ater seeing this message, they continued to press <b>her </b>with questions.
Briar’s expression grew increasingly cold. She turned to Ellen and said, “Ellen, go outside and find Frank and the others. Leave with them.”
“But what about you, Briar?” Ellen asked, worried.
She med herself for the whole situation. Reporting to the police had brought trouble for Briar.
Briar gave h
her a small smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Go on. Be good”
Ellen left reluctantly, ncing back every few steps.
<b>1/2 </b>
When she saw Frank and the others walling outside, her eyes turned wet. She ran straight to Frank and looked up at him
allowed to leave. What should we do? They said there’s something wrong with her identity. It’s all my fault I shouldn’t he police
<b>Frank </b>gently patted her on the shoulder, trying tofort the crying girl. “<b>Don’t </b>worry. Briar will be fine, I’ve already called Ashton Once he gets here, he’ll definitely be able to get her out.”
It was just a matter of no one being there to youch for Briar
With Ashton himself as guarantor, that should be enough.
When Frank had heard from Mason that Briar didn’t want to contact her family, he had more or less guessed her reasons.
From what he’d heard, the Jennings family didn’t treat Briar well, in a situation like this, even if she had notified them, with Edgar’s character, he wouldn’t havee immediately.
Ellen nodded, feeling somewhat reassured. She was young, but she still knew Ashton was a man with vast influence and powerful
connections.
However, the first person to arrive wasn’t Ashton, but a man named Nathan.
Frank was stunned as he watched this man stride confidently over to Briar, bend down slightly, and speak to <b>her </b>in a gentle and respectful tone. A sudden sense of danger surged in Frank’s chest. He quickly took out his phone, snapped a photo of the two of them talking, and sent it to Ashton<b>. </b>
Frank: [Ashton, why aren’t you here yet? If you don’t show up soon, Briar’s going to be snatched <b>away </b>by some random guy!!
Right after he hit send, the sound of a fast approaching car reached their ears. Frank turned around and grinned.
Ashton had finallye