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The sirens of police patrol vehicles pulling out from the Attorney General’s compound marked the commencement of operations to physically arrest Marcus. END OF CHAPTER 253.

But right now her instruction was the only shield between me and a ruined life. Twenty long minutes later, the SUV pulled into the police headquarters. The building loomed above us—tall, hard-edged, all steel and glass. It radiated authority and cold justice. The kind of place built to swallow men whole. One officer opened the door. “Step out, sir.” The word sir sounded like a formality. A polite mask over a chain tightening around my neck.

I'm very happy to announce that the book 2 of "The Love Doctor: His Submissive" is finally out. Search for "The Billionaire's Submissive" to read. Chapter one It was already evening when the police men arrived at Ann's apartment after getting a report from the neighbors next door about Ann's hamburger being absent. Ann's apartment was soon crowded with a group of people along with several media reporters that were carrying camera's to witness the crime scene. The policemen broke the door open after several attempts to open the door. They stormed in immediately, with their guns pointed forward as they began to examine the cold room while they slowly entered.

I park the Corvette in front of the resident entrance and text McKenzy to let me in. The door buzzes just as I grab the handle. I take the stairs two at a time and see McKenzy cowering beside her apartment door. I can hear shouting inside. “Stay here,” I order her. She just nods. I slam the door open and take in the scene before me. Jack, in full police uniform—with a gun—is standing over Harper, who looks terrified. Yep. It’s official. I’m gonna become a cop-killer tonight. “Just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I roar at Jack.

Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir . Chapter 3: Murder Case opened . Jesse furrowed his brows, taking a step back, and readied himself to bolt into back his apartment as he wondered why the cops would come knocking on his door in the morning. One of the men, however, pulled a badge from his pocket. “I’m detective Hugh. That’s Inspector Cassidy.” Jesse swallowed thickly, wondering why the police wanted to talk to him. “There’s something we wanted to discuss with you.” Hugh said.

Anger, horror and guilt pulse through my veins as soon as I storm inside the police headquarter. I move my eyes around and observe that no one in particular has paid attention to me or Zoya. All the constables are busy in their respective tasks. I put Zoya down from my arms and hold her hand. I amble forward and speak to the first policeman I encounter with. His eyes are glued to the computer screen in front. He's trying to stay awake, but his heavy eyelids are keep shutting down. Zoya stands beside me, observing her surroundings.

Chapter 51: The Pursuit As Detective Ben continued to smoke his cigarette, a sudden knock on the door interrupted the tense atmosphere. All three of them turned their heads simultaneously, their eyes locked on the entrance. Detective Ben motioned for Isabella and Luca to stay quiet as he cautiously approached the door. He peered through the peephole, his expression shifting from curiosity to surprise. With a nod of assurance, he opened the door, revealing a disheveled man. The man stumbled into the room, panting heavily. "Detective Ben, you need to get out of here. They're onto you!"

So they had no option but to follow us to Jameson Ashford's colony, the Alpha of the Bayview Silver pack. Officer Gia knocked at the door. Orion answered. His eyes narrowed when he saw us "The po… police?" They wouldn't have known the police were here because the sirens on the police vehicles weren't turned on. Gia smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it's the police. You aren't dreaming. Where's Alpha Jameson?" "He's inside. Dad!" Orion yelled, still blocking the door. Alpha Jameson comes rushing out while Orion stepped aside for him to make his way through.

“You seem to care, but I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart. Bad guys like me don’t just die easily.” “B-Bad guy who?” I blink, confused. Is he hallucinating, or is he serious? Suddenly, the doors fly open, and police rush inside. Medics follow to pull me back, crying as I try to protest, my legs wobbling as they pick up Zachary on a stretcher. The officers seem hesitant as they approach him, as if they know who he is but can’t say it aloud. Zachary doesn’t flinch. Even in pain, he holds their gaze steady, a defiant smirk on his face. "Not now."

I’ll expose every filthy secret they have and watch as their perfect little world crumbles. And then, I’ll disappear and none of them will ever see me again. I’ve premeditated my plan since my altercation with Chuck, and now fully ready to get over it. Grabbing my luggage, I headed downstairs, but the second I reached the bottom step, my blood turned to ice. Two police officers were standing in the living room. And right beside them were Chuck and his mother, both wearing matching smug expressions. What’s going on? One of the officers stepped forward. “Are you Daisy Ferguson?”