Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle took a deep breath, unable to make any more promises. She was up against the Dorsey family, and with her current capabilities, challenging them was akin to a lamb taking on a lion.

"I'll do my best to investigate," she said.

James managed a smile, but the injury on his face pulled at his muscles, causing him pain.

"They're playing tag team on me. I can't beat them all, but I'm sure I won't suffer too much. I'll wait for you to get me out of here."

A pang of discomfort hit Brielle in the chest. She nodded silently and stepped away from the police station.

Outside, she saw about a dozen motorcycles parked nearby, with a group of rough-looking guys boldly waiting by the police station entrance.

As Brielle emerged, they quickly surrounded her.

"Hey, you're James' little sister. How's he doing? Those damn cops, did they give him any trouble?"

"Damn it! I'm about to storm that precinct right now!"

"Girl, come on, talk to us. How's he? Did he suffer in there?"

Brielle opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words, encircled by a group of twenty-something-year-old guys. Any woman coming face-to-face with such a scene would be terrified.

looked down upon, the ones parents warned their children about, the

unclear. I need to

but you've got

gave each one of us your photo. Everyone on the street knows he found his sister. We won't lie. His folks really did you dirty, ditching you just because you were a girl. But James has been looking for you all this time." "Right, we all knew James had been searching for his sister for years. So when we saw the news online, we immediately printed your photo. Each of us carries one. Tell us if

voices echoed in

Are you harassing

lowlifes making

group quickly hopped on their bikes, not before reminding

reached out, finding a crumpled note in her hand, with a

any news about James, let us know.

roar, the motorcycles sped

baton in hand,

nodded, feeling a bittersweet taste

home if you're okay. We've seen the news about you and the Fox family. They're no good. And yet here you are, coming all the way to

en

remained silent, knowing the officer

cases, people were judged by their appearances, which

wore the kindest masks, and those deemed the dregs