Beyond the Divorce

The Cops Are Here Again

I remembered something and said to Ryan, “Speaking of Atlas’s injury, I haven’t seen or heard anything about Dylan since then. Is Dylan also seriously injured?”

I looked at Ryan in puzzlement.

He nodded and replied. “You’re right. Dylan should be injured, too.”

“He was in the same car as Atlas. Judging from the car’s condition, Dylan should also be seriously injured.” I recalled what I had seen on the screen that day. Indeed, the car was severely damaged.

“Chlo, trust that Atlas will be okay. You need to relax,” Ryan reassured me, fearing I would get worked up

again, “Sometimes, we must think things through.”

I helplessly nodded and said, “There’s nothing else I can do. I can’t see how Atlas is, so I can only wait.

Please check on the progress of our project in the next few days, especially the project with ATL Empire.

We must carefully avoid any mistakes to prevent Celine from causing trouble.”

Just then, someone knocked on my office door. I said, “Come in!”

Carol entered and whispered, “Ms. Chloe, those two cops are here again.”

I frowned and told her, “Let them in.”

I thought their timing was perfect since I had something to ask them.

Ryan looked at me meaningfully and said, “I’ll leave for now. Don’t get too worked up, and stay calm. Tell

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I nodded as he left the room. Soon after, Carol brought in the two cops, but I didn’t greet them warmly

this time. I remained on my chair and watched them enter, calmly saying, “Please have a seat.”

The two officers exchanged glances and then sat on the couch. I looked at them and said, “Is there

something else you need from me?”

The older officer answered, “Yes, we have some things to verify with you, Ms. Chloe.”

I nodded. “Please go ahead.”

“Was anyone else with you when Kennedy called?”

“No, I was alone in here,” I promptly replied, “I was anxious when I received the call, so I grabbed my bag and headed to his provided location. Oh, he didn’t tell me the address on the call but sent it to me through text instead.”

I retrieved the text message and handed my phone to them. I sat in the main seat on the couch and observed them as they looked at my phone. I had some doubts about these two cops.

After glancing at the address on my phone, the older officer asked, “What did he tell you during the call?”

I stared at the older cop since he had already asked that question during their previous visit. Since I remained silent, he stared back at me. Once again, I reiterated how Kennedy had called and told me

he wanted to share information about Atlas.

I told them everything in detail and then asked them a question before they could ask me another one.