A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 130 Please Help Me

The young male policeman did not know Avery. Seeing that he was so arrogant as soon as he came over, the policeman was unwilling to help Darlene open the handcuffs.

The policeman pushed a stack of papers on the table to Avery. “Who are you to this. young lady? These lists require her family to sign. Before the situation is clear, this young lady may not be able to leave for the time being.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Tom brought two policemen with him. He rushed in with a darkened face.

He directly took the key from the young policeman and unlocked the handcuffs on Darlene’s hands. He forced a smile and apologized to Avery.

“I’m really sorry, Mr. Gallard. This is a new intern policeman who doesn’t know anything. I just happened to have something to do tonight and went back. I’m so sorry

about this.”

Avery ignored him and squatted down to check the wound on Darlene’s wrist. “Does it hurt? Why did you go to Twilight Paradise to see Douglas? Did Braylen ask you to go

there?”

Darlene pushed his hand away in a flurry. Her face was extremely pale from the shock.

All she could think about was Douglas collapsing in front of her like a corpse in the private room, his face and neck covered with blood.

Tom scolded the young policeman with a cold face, “This is the President of the Gallard Group, and this is Mrs. Gallard. Now apologize to them. If Mr. Gallard can let go of this, I won’t pursue any further responsibility. If not, pack your things and get out of here.”

The intern policeman was still young and impetuous. When he heard this, he felt unfair. He thought he was trying to be fair in handling cases. So, he didn’t want to be so inferior in front of a bigwig.

He said defiantly, “Mr. Dorsey, if you want to fire me because I offended Mr. Gallard, then I have nothing to say. But I have no problem handling the case. I won’t apologize.”

Tom looked at him in disbelief. He was so angry that his face turned livid. “You are so unreasonable! Let me ask you, what did you do about the case? How can you directly

cuff Ms. Garcia here?”

I went over, Douglas, who was in the private room, was dying and already taken away by an ambulance. Ms. Garcia was still there, holding a bloody knife in her hand. There was no doubt that she killed someone. Even if that man did not die, she was still suspected of attempted

him dying? Or did you go to the hospital to check

went over, there were two bloody knives on the floor of the private room. One was held by Ms. Garcia, and

saw that Ms. Garcia had bruises and injuries on her neck, and the wound on

voice. “When I went over, I heard the people in the corridor whispering that Douglas was injured and dying,

table a few times and interrupted him, “You heard? You are a policeman who handles cases based

rumors!

were only Darlene and Douglas in the private room. There were no witnesses. How could you just believe the people in

entered the room and saw the scene, based on how you handled the case, Mr. Swale could also be a

and explained, “The surveillance inside is broken,

walked in, and there is a knife on the ground. Then why don’t you suspect that the person was killed by Mr. Swale?

Why are there two knives? Did you check? What the hell did you check?

of the matter, yet you directly arrested someone with handcuffs. Now you still have the nerve to act so arrogantly in front of me, shouting that you are not afraid of the bigwig? Pack

finally speechless after being scolded by

“Sir, we got the surveillance video. It was deliberately deleted by someone,

“Give the USB to Mr.

“Okay,” Cyrus replied.

Dorsey, you can have a good look at the video with this young

self–defense. In that case, even if Douglas really died, Darlene would not have to take any legal responsibility.”

When he reached the door, he could still hear Tom scolding the

outside. Her eyes were

got into the car, Avery carried her to sit down in the back seat.

so that she had forgotten to resist while being

like this.

idea where she was right now.

repeated, “He’s dead. I stabbed the knife into his

be dead.”

on her face and neck with a wet towel. After the

purple marks on