Jagger asked an employee what had happened, but the employee’s lips were tightly pursed.
Instinctively, Jagger asked, “Has she committed a crime?”
“Not exactly,” the employee responded with a sigh of helplessness. “The situation within our company is rather complex now.” He briefly explained the various resentments between different parties and how Sandra had become a target in the dispute.
After hearing this, Jagger couldn’t help but frown.
When she was picked up, there had been no indication of trouble brewing.
Jagger had imagined her to be a well-behaved girl.
Yet, reflecting on her fierce approach to racing, Jagger began to understand.
He had never truly understood his sister from the start.
The employee suddenly warned him, “Jagger, your car has been damaged in battle. It’s currently in demand due to your recent ranking, but as the interest fades, its value will diminish. You should sell it now.”
Jagger nodded. “Thanks. I’ll consider it.” He drove off to follow the police car.
At the police station.
On his way, Jagger had already informed a friend inside.
“Harvey, now explain to me exactly what happened to my sister.”
Harvey Reyes, the same age as Jagger, had joined the police force out of disinterest in his family’s business.
“Why are you asking?”
Jagger was taken aback.
Harvey narrowed his eyes. “Didn’t you say she had nothing to do with you? Why appear so concerned now?”
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“Will you tell me or not?”
Harvey said, “When you raced, I was there too. I admire your sister a lot.”
Having grown up together, their interests had always been pleasantly aligned.
But with Harvey becoming a police officer, he had to settle for spectating rather than participating in races.
Racers revered people like Sandra, who fearlessly embraced life and death, yet possessed exceptional skills.
At the time, he had felt that Sandra was no different from the legendary racer Chris.
In his heart, the Hill family’s disregard for her seemed like a waste. If Sandra were his sister, he would have cherished her immensely.
“She’s in trouble now, Jagger,” Harvey said, tapping Jagger on the shoulder.
“If you genuinely care about her, I’ll tell you. If you’re here to mock, then you better leave.”
“She may not be my sister, but she’s under my guardianship,” declared Harvey.
Jagger could no longer bear it. “I do care.”
Harvey’s eyes gleamed with the thrill of gossip. “Really?”
Jagger threatened, “Keep stalling, and I’ll kick you out.”
Harvey chuckled. “You pass the text.”
“Sandra took Hailey’s seal and caused Hailey to faint.”
“At the moment, it’s unclear whether she took or stole it.”
“If she took it without further actions, it would be a maximum of three years, and she’d be free.”
“If she stole it, it would be indefinite detention.”
“Oh,” Harvey added in an almost conspiratorial whisper, “I heard that the seal was taken to enable Wesley to take over the garment department.”
“As it could involve a substantial amount, it’s not going to be easy to resolve.”
Jagger said, “How can I help her?”
Harvey gave him an exceedingly sarcastic look.
Realizing he had been tricked, Jagger’s face flushed with anger.
Harvey couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“You are quite worried about her, aren’t you?”
Jagger scowled darkly.
Initially, Jagger had a favorable impression of Emily and naturally disliked the sudden intrusion of Sandra.
He had committed regrettable actions towards her. Now, he felt utterly incapable of facing her.
“Are you gonna tell me or not? Don’t make me beg,” Jagger said.
“I never thought I’d see the day when you’d look so submissive.”
Afraid of being kicked, Harvey quickly got out of the car. Leaning into the window, he said, “It depends on Hailey. If she remains unconscious, the case is in limbo. If she wakes up, it all hinges on her statement.”
Hailey’s testimony was key to whether Sandra could be freed.
Jagger grasped the severity and promptly departed.
Harvey, failing to dodge, was engulfed in exhaust fumes. “Holding a grudge against me?”
Hailey muttered and walked back into the police station.
Upon entry, he saw the interrogator of Sandra emerging. He promptly approached with a smile, inquiring about her situation.
“If Hailey has not regained consciousness within 24 hours, we will have to release the suspect.”
The current advocacy for the presumption of innocence prevails. Even if someone is accused, without concrete evidence, no definitive conclusions can be drawn.
Harvey asked, “What if Hailey awakens and accuses her of stealing?”
“We would have to follow the legal procedure.”
That would mean detention, followed by the initiation of prosecution and sentencing. With good fortune, Sandra might be released within a decade. With bad luck, it could mean spending a lifetime in jail.
“What did Wesley say?” Harvey couldn’t help but worry. Even if Sandra loved Wesley dearly, it wasn’t fair to exchange her freedom for his esteem.
“Nothing. And since Sandra is being stubborn and silent, our interrogation suffers.”
Harvey scratched the back of his head.
“So, we have no other choice but to wait for Hailey’s testimony?”
“If Hailey wakes up and accuses her, Sandra will be encumbered with endless troubles.”
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