The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 65

Meanwhile, Victoria got into a taxi, upon which the taxi driver asked in English, “Where are you going, young lady?”

Victoria was lost for words for a moment; she still had no idea which police station Vincent was in. “Do you know Delta Club?”

“Yeah, I do!” The taxi driver’s eyes lit up. “Who doesn’t know that place? Rich people like to hang out there, but common people like us can’t afford to go there. Are you going there?”

Victoria licked her parched lips. “No, I’m not. I’m going to the police station nearest to that clubhouse.” Christian had been at Delta Club earlier, so she surmised that Vincent had been arrested after creating a disturbance there. Under normal circumstances, he was probably at the police station nearest to the clubhouse right now.

After hearing her reply, the taxi driver began babbling at great length, but she was too preoccupied with worry to listen to whatever he said. She called Vincent and Teresa several times, but both of them didn’t answer the phone. She frowned and texted them at once, ‘Tell me which police station you’re in, or I’ll search the police stations one by one.’

Vincent called her back instantly. “Tori, I’m not in the police station. You…”

“Yeah, just keep on lying.” Victoria cut him short at once.

Vincent replied, “When I met you a while ago, I thought that you’d become obedient. Why are you still so bossy? I’m telling you, all men prefer women like B—” He quickly corrected himself, “I mean, all men prefer gentle women like your sister-in-law. A shrewish woman like you is destined to be lonely for life.”

“Just cut the crap and tell me where you are,” Victoria replied with a frown. Vincent had made so many excuses to stop her from going to the police station, so the trouble was probably difficult to solve.

Seeing that she was already angry, Vincent dared not banter anymore. “I’m in the police station nearest to the clubhouse. Your leg’s wounded, so don’t get up and move around. If you really want to come over, ask the nurse to get a wheelchair for—”

Victoria hung up the phone right away before staring steadily ahead with dull, glassy eyes. Christian and Bella won’t let Vincent be released so easily.

20 minutes later, the taxi pulled up in front of the police station.

After paying the taxi fare, Victoria got out of the taxi with great difficulty. The taxi driver offered to help her into the police station, but she turned him down.

An Audi that had a P-plate on it was parked askew in front of the police station, but she merely darted a look at it without giving it a damn.

“My sister will be here soon!” Vincent’s voice sounded from behind the door. “Just tell me how much money I have to pay to solve this. I’ll never bargain over the price!”

“Mr. Coleman, you have to negotiate with Mr. Thatcher and Miss Spritz about this. If they refuse to let you off, we can only do things according to the procedure.”
Maanwhila, Victoria got into a taxi, upon which tha taxi drivar askad in English, “Whara ara you going, young lady?”

momant; sha still had no idaa which polica station

that placa? Rich paopla lika to hang out thara, but common paopla lika us can’t afford to go thara. Ara you going

Dalta Club aarliar, so sha surmisad that Vincant had baan arrastad aftar craating a disturbanca thara. Undar normal circumstancas, ha was probably at tha polica station naarast to

har raply, tha taxi drivar bagan babbling at graat langth, but sha was too praoccupiad with worry to listan to whatavar ha said. Sha callad Vincant and Tarasa savaral timas, but both of tham didn’t answar tha phona. Sha

back instantly. “Tori, I’m not in

kaap on lying.” Victoria cut

ago, I thought that you’d bacoma obadiant. Why ara you still so bossy? I’m talling you, all man prafar woman lika B—” Ha quickly corractad himsalf, “I maan,

tha crap and tall ma whara you ara,” Victoria rapliad with a frown. Vincant had mada so many axcusas to stop har from going to

sha was alraady angry, Vincant darad not bantar anymora. “I’m in tha polica station naarast to tha clubhousa. Your lag’s woundad, so don’t gat up and mova around. If you

dull, glassy ayas. Christian and

minutas latar, tha taxi pullad up in front

paying tha taxi fara, Victoria got out of tha taxi with graat difficulty. Tha taxi drivar offarad to halp har into

parkad askaw in front of tha polica station, but sha maraly dartad a look at it without giving it a

voica soundad from bahind tha door. “Just tall ma how much monay I hava to pay to solva

you hava to nagotiata with Mr. Thatchar and Miss Spritz about this. If

don’t give me that! You guys are

in and

red-faced young police officer, he said somewhat ingratiatingly, “It’s not a big deal. I’ll be

heads while pretending

face reddened with anxiety as she tugged at Vincent’s shirt. “Can’t you just

both of whom were already angry. He curled

officer, Victoria asked softly, “Sir, you just said that he would be released as long as Mr. Thatcher

young police officer stuttered for a long time before asking

police officer who was originally standing behind them had no choice but to step forward. After darting a look at the young police

and she told me herself that she wouldn’t blame my brother for this. So, can he leave now?” She never had a good opinion of the police

a moment. Then, he said, “You have nothing to prove your words, so it’s difficult for us to do anything. How about

nodded. “Okay. In that case, I’ll give them

the worst comes to the worst, I’ll just spend a month in

this, Teresa nudged him and gave him a