Chapter 193: Attacked!
"Can I leave now, since I have been acquitted, or do I have to wait back and sign some papers?" Athena asked the male officer a few minutes after he uncuffed her hands.
The male officer exchanged glances with Leah, seeking validation or guidance before responding. Leah said nothing, but she nodded at Athena, her eyes reflecting reassurance.
"You can leave. I am sure that the chief would understand this case, since everything is out in the open. But don’t you want to wait for your friends to pick you up?"
Athena’s brow furrowed as she considered this suggestion. She shook her head after some mental deductions weighed heavily on her thoughts. "No, I think I can handle going back to the hospital."
From the video coverage aired by the 8 PM news crew, the background used for the little conference and interrogation was the hospital’s garden. She could recognize that scenery anywhere, even in her sleep. If she hurried up now, she would be able to catch up with Aiden.
"But what if the gang has eyes on you? What then? You should stay here; we can protect you..." Leah insisted, her voice rising slightly as concern etched across her features.
Athena’s gaze roamed the entirety of the police station, taking in the sight of officers chatting animatedly about the news coverage that had just aired—a few were even casting glances in her direction. She shook her head, feeling a mixture of frustration and determination. If Morgan came for her here, she didn’t think they would stand a chance against him and his gang.
If anything, it was more reason for her to leave, ensuring that innocent lives wouldn’t be at risk; because if she was to take a guess, Morgan would be furious at the turn of events. As much as she loved stepping on his toes, she loved keeping people alive more.
"Don’t worry, Leah. I will be fine. Thanks so much for your concern. I really appreciate it." She finally said, her voice steady as she gave a curt nod to the male police officer and strode confidently out of the police station.
Outside the station, the evening air was cool and refreshing. Athena inhaled deeply, savoring the freeness that accompanied her newfound freedom. It was exhilarating.
She lifted her phone to check for missed calls and notifications. The screen lit up with the startling number—107 missed calls. She raised an eyebrow at the sheer volume. Among them were calls from Chelsea and Areso.