It wasn''t just him and his father. Yelena and her mother were also implicated in contract killings. The coincidence was terrifying. Trent''s eyes darted between J and Juniper, and something in his mind snapped.


    "J, what are you trying to do?" Ezra demanded, pointing an using finger at her.


    "Mr. Wilcox, please calm down," an officer said, restraining the agitated man. "You have a lot of questions to answer. You''d best save your energy."


    Ezra''s head swam, a profound sense of dread creeping into his heart. Could they have found out about what happened all those years ago?


    "I won''t answer any questions until mywyer is present," Ezra said, his voice tight with anxiety.


    "Don''t worry, you''ll have time to call yourwyer," the officer replied calmly.


    Several major cases had broken in a single day, all connected to past crimes and all involving the prestigious Wilcox family. If the charges stuck, the officers handling this would be looking at promotions.


    Trent took two steps forward, his gaze fixed on J''s face as his hands slowly clenched into fists. They had been set up! J had dug a trap, and they had walked right into it!


    No, that wasn''t right. Knowing J, she didn''t have the guts to orchestrate


    something like this. Trent''s eyes flickered from J''s face to Juniper, who sat there with an air of unnerving calm.


    Juniper! It was her!


    Juniper''s gaze met his, her eyes deep and venomous, so cold they sent a shiver down his spine.


    "Juniper, what the hell do you want?" Trent demanded, his voice trembling as panic set in.


    "I''m just doing my civic duty." Juniper crossed her legs, azy smile ying on her lips. "You reap what you sow. A life for a life, you know."


    "But J was never-"


    "Never what?" Juniper raised an eyebrow, her smile widening slightly. "Never actually killed? Is that it?"


    Trent''s face went pale, and he was rendered speechless.


    "This way, gentlemen." Before Trent could say another word, officers escorted him


    and his father toward the interrogation rooms.


    "Juniper! J! I''ll get you for this!" Yelena shrieked hysterically as she was dragged into an adjacent room.


    After they were all gone, J moved to sit beside Juniper, her hand gently taking hers. "Juniper..."


    "Just a little longer." Juniper pulled a piece of candy from her pocket and offered it to J. "Once this is all settled, we''ll go home and have dinner," she soothed.


    "Will they really confess?" J asked worriedly. The Wilcox family wasn''t at the top of Era City''s elite, but they had influence Otherwise, they wouldn''t have gotten away with their crimes for so long.


    "Of course not," Juniper said with a cold,nguid smile that held a hint of wild confidence. "But the evidence is irond. It doesn''t matter whether they confess or not."


    J nodded, sitting obediently by Juniper''s side as they waited for the oue of the interrogations.


    Inside, Trent and Ezra were


    questioned in separate rooms. Both


    started by denying everything,


    arguing their innocence vehemently. But then the policeid out the evidence-not only the text messages to the hitman but also audio recordings of the phone calls made during the attempt.


    "Mr. Trent, do you have anything else to say?" the officer asked.


    "How is that possible...?" Trent stared at the evidence in disbelief. He had been so careful, deleting


    everything immediately after the et


    exchange to be safe, he''d even hired a hacker to permanently wipe the data. The hacker had assured him that only the world''s top expert could ever recover it.