Chapter 32

Chapter 32: A Failed Attack

Of course it was. The attackers were professional enough to use a stolen vehicle so it wouldn't be traced back to them, and were well organized enough to coordinate a public attack, but sloppy enough to flee when the police arrived, and abandoned the car. All this showed that they were people who were experienced but not necessarily at the top of their field.

"Detective Martinez," Celeste said, her voice still shaky as she took a deep breath and exhaled but stronger than it had been, "there's something else you should know."

"What's that, Mrs. Kingston?"

"My car. Something's wrong with it."

I felt a chill run down my spine as I looked at her properly as she was still in my arms. "What do you mean?"

"When I went to use the restroom at the restaurant, I could see the parking lot from the window. I saw one of the men near my car, and he seemed to be checking and shouting at each other, that why didn't it work. Wasn't it attached properly to it. That's when I