"Of course, I'm not that kind of person. I have higher standards. There must be communication before any actions. Otherwise, I'll be a beast, right?" Heinz Jones replied.
Grace Smith resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said, "I hope you do as you say."
"Of course." Heinz Jones looked at his watch and said, "Jensen's subordinates are efficient. They will arrive in less than three minutes."
Sure enough, the police arrived very quickly.
Three police cars had arrived, and about six officers got off the cars.
Grace Smith was amazed by the efficiency of the police officers. They had arrived very quickly.
She looked at her watch and found realized that there were only three minutes left.
Not only did the police arrive, but there were also two more cars behind them. Those were the armed police.
Grace was stunned by the scene. The police officers were surrounding the hair salon.
There was a leader giving out orders, but then he did not approach the hair salon. He came towards Heinz Jones's car instead!
Grace Smith was surprised. The man was dressed in a plain t-shirt, with a black jacket and a crew cut. He looked neat and clean.
His steps were steady and firm. He arrived at their car very quickly.
Heinz Jones did not get out of the car.
Grace Smith lowered her voice and said, "Is that your friend?"
Just when she finished asking, the man opened the door of the passenger seat and was about to get in.
To his surprise, the seat was occupied. When he saw Grace Smith there, he was stunned for a moment and laughed. "Er, I'm sorry! I didn't think that Heinz would have a passenger. It's normally always empty. Miss, I'm Jensen Charm. May I ask your name?"
Grace Smith looked at him as he smiled back at her. He put his hand on the car door.
Under the dim street lights, Grace could still make out his strong facial features. When he smiled, he looked very fresh and calm, but his eyes were cunning and sharp.
He looked at Grace Smith from head to toe, as if evaluating her.
He was observing her, but yet he did not make her feel uneasy.
Grace Smith greeted him politely. "Good evening, Officer Charm. I'm Grace Smith."
"Hello, Miss Smith." replied Jensen Charm as he glanced towards Heinz Jones, who was sitting in the driver's seat.
"Heinz hardly brings any women out. But is he not a boring man? Bringing you out for a date in such an occasion."
"I have no comments on his taste for dating locations. After all, we are not close at all. However, I have learned that he has some unique practices. " Grace Smith spoke calmly, "But Mr. Jones is worth learning from as he's a very responsible person."
The corners of Jensen Charm's mouth twitched and his eyes were full of interest as he listened to how Grace Smith descrived Heinz Jones. He closed the front door and got into the seat at the back.
"Heinz." He said with a smile, "I did not see you only for a few days but you've changed."
Heinz Jones looked back at him and said, "I'm not a monk. Can't I have a meal with a woman?"
"No, no." Jensen Charm denied immediately, "I am happy for you. Don't get upset. Miss Smith wouldn't be able to withstand your nonsense."
"Don't just sit here. Hurry up and catch those guys." Heinz Jones said in a deep voice, "There are quite a few people inside."
"It's okay. My subordinates are very efficient!" Jensen Charm replied confidently but his statement was refuted directly by Heinz Jones.
"Bullshit." He sneered in a cold voice. "That police officer on the call today, No. 37, was simply evading responsibilities. She should be fired."
Jensen Charm frowned and said with a serious look, "Are you sure?"
"You don't even know this? What kind of captain are you?"
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