Chapter <b>129 </b>
<b>Chapter </b><b>129 </b>
Ronan looked over when he heard the voice. His eyes instinctively lit up when he saw Briar walking in behind Ashton and Hamish, <b>but </b><b>he </b>quickly marked
a clear directive. They only needed to get Briar to the police station. As for who interrogated her or how that was his reaction. The higher–ups had give
none of their concern anymore
Ever since the two mutted bodies of university students had been found early that morning in a park near Shoneport University, <b>things </b>had started feeling off. Ronan knew
just how deep the waters ran in this case. So deep that even his father–inw, Edmund, had called him privately <b>to </b>warn him not to get involved, just follow orders, and keep his mouth shut.
Ronan’s position as district police chief was thanks not only to the Haynes family’s influence, but also to his own keen ability to read people and follow the winds of power.
Normally, these powerful figures had nothing to do with each other. Yet now, because of two dead students, Marvin had personallye to inquire about the case and even ordered Edgar to contact Briar. And then Ashton and Hamish had escorted Briar to the station in person…
This was a battle between the big shots, and people like him were just coteral damage!
“Mr. Wade, Mr. Parkinson, I’m terribly sorry to trouble you both with personally bringing her here. Since she’s arrived, how about we follow standard procedure and have her brought in for questioning?” Ronan quickly stepped forward with respectful words, though his eyes had already drifted toward Briar, who stood calmly and unbothered.
Ashton stepped sideways, blocking Ronan’s direct and invasive gaze. His overwhelming presence forced Ronan to avert his eyes awkwardly and stop himself from calling anyone to take Briar away.
Just then, someone else came striding over. Before he even entered the hall, his voice was already echoing, full of anger. “Briar! You’ve already caused trouble in Qathana. Now you’ve juste back and are already involved in a murder! Do you want to ruin the Jennings family and drag us all down with you? Of all crimes, you had to pick murder!”
Edgar entered, teeth clenched and spitting fury. But upon seeing Ashton, Hamish, and a furious Marvin beside Briar, his tongue froze. All the scolding speeches he had rehearsed on the way here got stuck in his throat.
He stammered, “Mr. Wade, Mr. Parkinson, you… Why are you here too?”
This case was supposed to only affect Shoneport University’s reputation. Yet, these two living legends showed up at the police station.
Briar’s eyes were slightly red, and she let out a mocking chuckle, watching Edgar’s poor acting performance. On the surface, he yed the disappointed father angry with his daughter, but in truth, he was working behind the scenes to pin the murder on her. What a show.
Ashton didn’t even nce at Edgar’s instantly deted expression. He led Briar to a nearby desk, gently coaxing her like a child, and ced a candy into her hand. “Sit here and stay calm. Don’t worry. I’ll be right here with you.”
Briar’s lips pressed into a line, the fringe on her forehead falling slightly, casting shadows over the chill gathering in her eyes. Whatever words she was about to say were interrupted by the warmth wrapped in that candy. In the end, she simply nodded. “Okay.”
It seemed she could sit back and watch the drama unfold.
“I wonder if the mastermind behind this whole drama will be so mad when they find out,‘ she mused.
Ronan looked from the shielded Briar to the self–righteous Edgar and felt a moment of panic. With Ashton and Hamish both present, than <b>to </b><b>secretly </b>take Briar away was impossible.
“Mr. Wade, Mr. Parkinson. Since Miss Jennings is already here, how about we go ahead and follow protocol? Just bring her in to take a <b>statement</b><b>?</b><b>” </b><b>Ronan </b>tried to negotiate, speaking carefully and deferentially.
As long as he could get Briar away from Ashton’s watchful eyes, he could still count this mission asplete.
Ashton was just about to refuse, but before he could, Briar, now unwrapping the candy, spoke first. “Alright<b>.</b>”
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<b>Ashton </b>frowned and looked at her, confused. “Briar, don’t joke around.
Briar gave him a dazzling smile. “Mr. Wade, don’t worry. I’ll be fine. It’s just a statement.”
Since the trap was set for her, if she didn’t step into it, many more lives would be used to bait her. She didn’t know who the real killer was<b>, </b><b>but </b>she couldn’t just watch others die because of her.
Ronan was delighted. “Exactly, Mr. Wade. Don’t worry. We’ll just be recording her statement. The minutes, that’s all. Sound good?”
case involves her, after all. <b>It’s </b>just a <b>procedure</b><b>. </b><b>Twenty </b>
Of course not. Ashton knew what violence often hid behind “procedures.” Briar’s delicate frame wouldn’tst even two minutes under that kind <b>of </b>pressure, let alone twenty. But…
Briar ced the candy wrapper back into his palm and scratched lightly with her fingers. The rejection at his lips shifted into, “Ten minutes. <b>I’m </b>only giving you ten minutes.”
Ronan quickly agreed, “Alright, we’ll make it quick. Ten minutes tops.”
Edgar stayed quiet. Hearing they’d still take her down, he said, “Briar, be honest. Don’t hide anything. Confess, and the sentence is lighter. Resist and it’s
worse…”
Briar turned without a word, leaving only a cold, proud silhouette in her wake.
Marvin grew anxious. “Ashton, how could you let them take Briar?”
Others might not see through <i>the </i>trap, but Ashton definitely should. Without them backing her, Briar would be at the mercy of others. She would <b>be </b>bullied and abused!
Ashton gave him a reassuring look. “Mr. Goodwin, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to Briar.”
A few minutester, screams echoed from the direction of the interrogation room.
“You crazy bitch! Hold her down. Fuck!”
Everyone in the lobby turned to look. Edgar craned his neck nervously. “What’s that sound? Are they fighting in there?”
Just then, Brandon strode back in from outside, each hand dragging a man. “Mr. Wade, I caught these two behind the police station, trying to slip away.”
Before anyone could react<b>, </b>two more people were kicked out of the hallway near the interrogation room.
Briar emerged, calm and unhurried, dragging a man whose head hung low. From his chest, a knife jutted out, blood still streaming…