NovelEnglishSebastian's pupils suddenly shrank, a few short words, but like a heavy hammer, caught off guard on his heart.
Boundless coldness spread out with a bang.
"Hello, Mr. Grant, are you still listening?" The police officer on the other end of the line didn't wait for an answer and spoke up again to ask.
Sebastian's heartstrings were plucked hard, the knot in his throat rolled and he still opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "Where's the address?" "It's at the seaside warehouse on the east side of town, 345 Lane 3." The policeman answered.
"Tell everyone to stay put until | get here!" Sebastian hung up the phone, and with a kick of the gas pedal, the black Maybach was like a lightning bolt, speeding through the night.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe drive from Ashtons Family Resort to the abandoned warehouse was supposed to take two hours, but Sebastian drove the entire two hundred yards and arrived in less than an hour.
He was wrapped in frost and walked to the door of the warehouse sealed by a yellow cordon.
"Mr. Grant, we have not touched anything more at the scene as you instructed, do you want to go in now?" The policeman wearing disposable gloves cover and asked in a deep voice.
Sebastian nodded his head.
The police then side-stepped and made way for him.
The warehouse door was hidden and had to be pushed open to see inside.
But at this moment, Sebastian's hand is like a thousand pounds! He couldn't even push the warehouse door that a five year old could push open.
Probably the police saw his deep powerlessness and took the liberty of pushing the warehouse door open.
The scene in the warehouse was instantly reflected in Sebastian's pupils.
It was a messy scene, a chair in the open space in the middle of the warehouse, the familiar woman with her head bowed, long since lost to life.
And underneath her, is a convergence of blood like a lake, shocking to the eyes! Sebastian raised his steps and finally got a good look at the face.
It was only after careful identification that the nearly disfigured face was recognized as belonging to Aliyah.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLooking further down, it is the wound at the chest, the bullet did not enter the heart, leaving a bloody hole.
Aliyah's expression, forever fixed in horror and disbelief.
"What about the murderer, did you catch him?" Sebastian stared at Aliyah for a long time, and finally asked in a low, dumb and indifferent voice.
The police cforward, "Now it is tentatively believed that your wife did it, but we ......" Before the words were finished, Sebastian grabbed the cop by the collar and actually lifted him off the ground with one hand! The green tendons at the corners of his forehead jumped, every word, even the punctuation marks were permeated with killing intent, "It can't be her, she couldn't have done such a thing!" "Criminal team!" The young policeman next to him saw his superior being treated like this and immediately becanxious.
He hissed at Sebastian with red eyes, "Why not, we found your wife's fingerprints on the gun we found at the scene, and the bullet was exactly the ssize and caliber as the gun." "If she killed her, why would she leave the gun behind, she's not stupid!" Sebastian still didn't believe it.
But immediately after, the small police gave the fatal blow.
"She must have run too fast, that's why she lost her gun, we've sent someone to the hospital to look for her, she has absconded from the crime!" What? Sebastian is like a head of steam, the hands unconsciously off the force.
His tall, upright figure swayed, and the long hours of business negotiations, coupled with the overwhelming grief he was now experiencing, made him finally unable to hold on, blacked out, and passed out directly!
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