Perhaps, some new clues could be obtained from Erica. Cheyenne made up her mind to arrange a meeting with her.
In the quiet space, a phone suddenly rang, capturing everyone's attention as they turned to look at the phone on the table where Cheyenne had placed it.
She paused for a second, wondering who would call her so early in the morning?
She picked up the phone and to her surprise, it was Eddie calling.
Being familiar with the Zamora family, everyone knew that Cheyenne liked to sleep in and wouldn't wake up before ten o'clock.
It was common knowledge not to call her in the morning unless something urgent happened.
"Hello, Eddie. What's going on? Why are you suddenly calling me?" Cheyenne asked.
As expected, Eddie's voice sounded urgent. "Cheyenne, come to the hospital quickly, something has happened."
Jase was dead. He left behind a message written in blood, implying that Cheyenne was the culprit.
As soon as the call ended, the sound of sirens echoed outside the Lawrence Villa's gate, clearly audible.
"Beep... Beep..."
Soon, a blue and white car parked in front of everyone. The doors opened, and four people in deep blue uniforms stepped out of the vehicle.
The young man in the lead appeared to be around thirty years old, towering over 6 feet tall with a strong and resolute face. He strode towards Cheyenne.
"Miss Lawrence, hello, I'm Gordon Murillo, the person in charge of this case. I kindly request Miss Lawrence to come with us," he said.
They arrived so quickly?
Gordon Murillo was Director of Police Department in Akloit transferred from Onistead. He's known for his thunderous methods, swiftly handling several brutal murder cases with impartiality.
Cheyenne furrowed her delicate eyebrows and calmly looked at the person in front of her. "Can you give me a moment to change my clothes?"
She had just woken up not long ago and was still wearing her teddy bear pajamas.
As her words fell, the two female police officers behind Gordon glared viciously and made a gesture as if to handcuff Cheyenne. "Don't try to play tricks!"
Iker, displeased, cast a cold glance at the two women and met Gordon's gaze. "Long time no see, your position has grown quite substantial."
When Gordon realized that the person in front of him was Iker, his face showed a momentary surprise. He quickly ordered his two subordinates to step back. "Master Iker, why is it you?"
Back when Iker's leg had not been injured, Gordon was his subordinate. Later, as Iker was about to step down, he had intended to promote Tanner, but Tanner insisted on leaving Onistead with him. So, he gave this precious opportunity to Gordon.
Three years had passed, and Gordon had indeed lived up to his expectations, climbing to higher and farther positions.
He just didn't expect that their first encounter after three years would be in such circumstances.
While Iker might show his tender side in front of Cheyenne, he remained the cold and unyielding man in front of others.
With a sharp look at Gordon, Iker sarcastically laughed, "No need to be afraid. After all, I am just an ordinary citizen now, not your superior. Mr. Murillo, there's no need to be so polite."
Gordon broke into a cold sweat. Iker was angry.
"Master Iker, you will always be my superior. The subordinates beneath me are ignorant. Please don't be angry. Since Miss Lawrence is your friend, I believe she must have been wronged."
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