You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

As Luther stood in the Second Precinct lobby, everything around him seemed to become so unreal.

Why would he feel he had been through the same thing in the past? Had he experienced the same tense atmosphere before? Why would he have such a panicky feeling now? His thoughts, breathing, and heartbeat were disorganized and out of control.

After making arrangements properly for the internal affairs of the police department, Officer Franklin walked into the lobby and saw Luther was still there.

He walked up and said, "Mr. Warner, the SWAT team that had been sent out to rescue Victor just now came back, and they reported that before Victor fell into a coma, he told them that the person who was after him was Ricky. Judging from the residual traces at the scene, they were pretty sure he was carrying a heavy gun. There may be someone else backing him up, and the person who has sabotaged the police system should also be him!"

"Ricky?!" Luther almost thought he heard it wrong, "Ricky? The lieutenant following Charlotte?"

"Yes, that's him." Franklin glanced at Luther. Though he wasn't that interested in his private life, everyone in town knew that the Warner family and the Heath family just had an engagement.

station. Because you are related to the Heath family by marriage. Right now, we don't know the purpose of Ricky's move and who else is behind the whole thing. Captain hasn't told me much about it before. To avoid

they even think he

to Charlotte, I'm not engaged to her, and I'm not related to the Heath family. Now,

Captain and Joyce saved him together, and I'm not sure about the rest. However, according to our analysis, since Captain was wounded, Joyce probably hid him there in order to protect him. And she would continue to lure Ricky away,” Franklin said, his face more and more serious, "Captain has previously told us that once the communication is restored, we should immediately locate his phone and Joyce's phone and send backup immediately.” "So Ricky's target, originally, was Joyce?" said Luther, analyzing the pile of fragmented

“Probably.” Franklin nodded.

the police station. We are repairing our system, and once the communication is restored, we cannot disclose our plan to you. The reason why I have revealed so much to you

critical situation, he did not know exactly which side Luther was on, and it was only right that he could not let Luther know

felt powerless and had no idea what to say to explain himself. He was surprisingly

an inexplicable panic. If he could not even know what