Chapter 116
I glanced at Violette helplessly. "A bad thing never dies. Is Juliet finally gone? If she passes away, I’ll celebrate with fireworks."
Violette stood upstairs, letting out a sigh. "Besides acting, what other skills does she possess? She’s exceptionally intelligent. She desires to consistently keep Damien indebted to her."
Sure enough, even Violette could see through Juliet.
Zion and Violette descended the stairs, and we proceeded to the hospital together. Zion appeared with an unshaven face, giving off an air of slight disarray
Violette complained softly, I think you look more like a homeless man than Dexter does, but you’re not as good–looking as Dexter."
Zion glared at Violette. ’How rude!"
With a smile on her face, Violette hopped into Zion’s car.
Damien was finally conscious, and his words were crucial for advancing this case. They had to uncover the events leading to his stabbing, determine what transpired, and establish if Simon was the perpetrator. Obtaining his testimony was of utmost importance.
A few of us hurried upstairs, but we were prevented from entering the ward. Phil raised the cordon and looked at Zion in embarrassment. "Officer Landon, the new officer is here. He’s instructed us to prevent anyone else from accessing the area.
It was clear that the new officer had anticipated Zion’s arrival, with the rest of us merely being the anyone else he referred to.
"Eason?" Zion frowned and stormed in with frustration. "I want to find out what happened that night."