When Rayden finished showering and dried his still damp hair with a medium-sized towel, he heard the news on his TV screen in the living room about the bombing of Prosecutor Emily Rosalyn Carter's car and the attempted shooting by her two new aides. He immediately ran to the TV screen in a panic."Shit! How could this get so messed up? Where is Emily now?!" Rayden muttered in a state of confusion. He hoped the woman was safe wherever she was at that moment.With wide strides, the Frenchman headed to his walk-in closet to find clean clothes to wear. Then he looked for his phone because he needed to contact Emily, ask about her condition, and also because Rayden had missed her all day after she left the penthouse that morning.Emily ignored his call, and he felt annoyed. "Damn! That woman is as stubborn as a mule. How could she ignore my call?!" Rayden pouted, his heart filled with worry.He decided to grab the keys to his blue Lamborghini Huracan and ran toward the elevator to go down
Murat let Emily take a shower first while he made tea in the kitchen. He felt a little awkward because he wasn't used to living with a woman who wasn't related to him by blood. However, he thought that everything he was doing was for Emily's safety and nothing else.Emily had just finished showering and was wearing casual attire—a T-shirt and mid-thigh shorts. She looked relaxed and completely informal. She was drying her long brown hair while glancing at Murat, who was stirring sugar into a steaming cup of tea on the pantry table."I'm done showering, Murat. You can go ahead and shower. It looks like we have to cancel our dinner plans tonight because danger is lurking around me," Emily said as she hung the half-wet towel she had just used on the towel rack in front of the bathroom door.Murat brought the cup of tea to Emily, who was sitting in front of the vanity mirror. "For you, Emily," he said."Thank you, Murat." With a smile, Emily took the warm cup of tea, blew on it, and took
"What do you want?!" Emily shouted at her two new aides, who were pointing their guns at her.Julian Ramos' ugly grin seemed to mock Emily, whose life was hanging by a thread. He laughed arrogantly and replied, "We just want to complete the task assigned to us by our boss... to eliminate the life of Prosecutor Emily Carter." He toyed with the gun in his right hand in front of Emily's face. Martin Lockheart, his partner, hesitated slightly and said, "Are you sure you want to shoot this woman, Julian?" His hand holding the revolver trembled violently; he was extremely nervous."Yes, that's our job, Martin!" Julian replied, seeming more experienced in taking lives. However, Murat acted quickly because the two foolish men were extremely dangerous. He drew his Desert Eagle pistol from behind his back and fired at the stomachs of the two new aides in a flash."BANG! BANG!" Two consecutive, precise shots incapacitated the two men in front of Murat and Emily. Julian Ramos and Martin Loc
The message sent by Murat to Lieutenant Benjamin and Sergeant Rodney received a reply after Henry Crawford's interrogation was completed. Indeed, the rotten man refused to say anything further to answer the investigators' questions after being named a suspect. However, now they will have plenty of evidence to convict Henry and throw him in jail.Murat read the reply from Sergeant Rodney and then sent a new message informing him that Emily's father, the former legendary prosecutor, had been kidnapped by Senator Gordon Crawford. The woman had been asleep in his lap for hours, and Murat thought she might be physically and mentally exhausted. That morning, he had picked Emily up from the apartment of the French man, Mr. Dabusche. It seemed they had spent a passionate night together.Finally, after sleeping for a long time, Emily woke up and opened her eyes. She realized she was in the lap of her prosecutor's assistant. The Turkish man was kind and polite, not doing anything inappropriat
"What tolerance are you referring to, Mr. Gordon Crawford? I believe Henry is currently being interrogated at Chicago police headquarters. I am not the one questioning him about his involvement or alibi in the recent murders in the city center. Lieutenant Roosevelt and Sergeant Bradford are in charge of this matter," Emily replied, seeking a neutral position for her father's safety.The senator's laughter echoed loudly from Emily's phone, prompting her to move it away from her ear. "Emily, all the data will eventually come to you, won't it? Including witness recordings and Henry's interrogation. I need assurance of my son's safety," Senator Gordon Crawford pressed.This isn't good, Emily thought as she began pacing back and forth in her room. Her father's life or she had to sabotage the Crawford case. She said, "I will ensure all evidence is secure in its storage. Once you've finished speaking with my father, please escort him back home. The entire Chicago Police Department would b
"It is clear to me that a defendant who is guilty in the eyes of the law must receive a fair trial. Even if he is an untouchable ruler," replied Prosecutor Emily Carter.Hearing Emily's firm answer, Lieutenant Benjamin applauded with respect for the female prosecutor's idealistic view. He then said, "I can only promise you my loyalty and that of Sergeant Rodney. Though within my institution, there are many corrupt officers who have lost their sense of justice. It seems you may need to bring Captain Ryan Falderson into this as well, if possible, Em. He's the one who leaked witness data and endangered their lives.""A police department trial with an ethics hearing might resolve it, Lieutenant Benjamin. If you need a referral, I can connect you with the right colleague," Emily replied before the two police officers bid her farewell to interrogate Henry Crawford at the Chicago Police Department headquarters.In addition to the Crawford case, Emily had a list of other cases she needed to r