The Queen They Buried

Chapter 151

At the police station, Samson sat there, clutching a water cup, his face a picture of pure innocence. “Officer, you’re asking me? I really wouldn’t know. I was just driving by when I noticed that guy following a young girl.

“Our boss, bless his kind heart, thought he had bad intentions and told me to check it out. By the time I got there, the guy was already lying on the road, beaten half to death. My boss? It’s Bowen.”

The officers exchanged glances and said, “Mr. Turner?”

Samson said, “Why did I even call the cops? I honestly didn’t realize at the time-only later did I find out this troublemaker was actually Mr. Turner’s brother-in-law, you know?”

“So you’re saying your presence at the scene was just a coincidence?” the officer asked skeptically.

There was barely any surveillance on that street-just a clip of Jacob leaving the bar, clearly tailing a girl, though her face wasn’t caught on camera. Now that Jacob is in a coma, you’re the only one we can question.

Samson feigned innocence. “I was just trying to be a Good Samaritan, but it backfired. You’re not suggesting I was the one who beat him up, are you?”

“That’s not what we meant,” the police said.

The officer’s lips twitched. Anyone with eyes could see that Jacob had been beaten to a pulp, but in all of Rithol City, very few had the power to pull that off.

‘And, wouldn’t you know it, the one sitting right in front of them was exactly that,’ they wondered.

to protect Mr. Turner. How could I just leave without his

hands on someone, wouldn’t that mean Mr. Turner wanted him dealt with? Does that

evidence, the police had no choice but

was leaving the police station, he ran into Gareth, who was just arriving. They exchanged a brief glance-they were

that Bowen’s man? What’s

of dread crept in. “This is bad,’ he thought. ‘Could that damn kid have actually provoked Bowen this

instant, his rage flared up again. ‘So what if it’s Bowen? That doesn’t give

past him without so much as a

the duty room, only a handful of officers were

have a seat and relax. We just wanted to get your statement,” the

don’t give a damn about the details. Just tell me who laid hands on him.”

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At the moment, we only have one eyewitness, and beyond that, there’s not much else we can confirm,” the officer

refusing to back down. “You’d better think this through. Chief Rourke and

however, simply stuck

officers exchanged knowing glances, their eyes gleaming with