Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 963

Chapter 962

Outside the Devonport Police Station.

Colby and Sophie pulled up in their car, and Chief Miller came running over, looking frazzled. "Colby, Mrs. Costello, thank goodness you're here!"

Seeing Chief Miller drenched in sweat and looking like he'd seen better days, Sophie knew that Odie must have been causing quite a scene inside.

"Is he inside?" she asked.

"Yes! Right inside! Please, I'm begging you, take him away. I can't take it anymore," Chief Miller pleaded, practically clasping his hands together in desperation.

Sophie raised an eyebrow, amused. "Didn't expect Odie to be such a handful."

"I'm not going in," Colby said, twirling the car keys in his hand. "If I go in, he won't say a word."

"He specifically asked for you, and you're really not going in?" Sophie asked, a bit surprised.

"Can't be bothered," Colby replied nonchalantly.

softly. "Alright,

handcuffed. The two interrogators were falling over themselves with apologies. "Mr. Odie, we had no idea you

thought you were just messing

chair lazily. "If you want these off, get Colby to do it

him keep them on," Sophie quipped from the doorway, instantly

looked like they'd just seen a

"Mrs. Costello!"

leave now. This doesn't concern

said, retreating quickly, relieved to be off the hook. They knew they'd messed up big time by arresting the president of the Mintons. Catching Odie was supposed to be Summerfield's problem, not

taking in his fisherman outfit and the shiny handcuffs. The key he was

don't want to unlock

away, grumbling, "No! Get Colby to

fine. It's not

you say?"

questions. Let's cut to the chase.

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