Chapter 49: Justice Will Not Be Late (Part 2)

"Oh my God!" The trainee looked at the door; she really wanted to go in and see.

"Really?" Stella was still questioning me.

"Really!"

The answer was simple, but the female cop knew what kind of danger I had been through.

"How could they possibly agree?"

"Because I want them to agree."

It was an irresistible tone, not because they were willing, but because I wanted them to be willing.

Stella trembled. She understood what my words meant.

Miami's Butcher!

I proved my title once again, without anyone able to question it.

"Why are you here. Do you worry about me?"

Stella angrily looked at me, "Because I'm a cop!"

I looked at the prompt above the female cop's head.

[Damn, why am I worried about him getting hurt?]

Haha, Stella has fallen in love with me.

"You're a good cop. Thank you!" I walked towards the Corvette. Unlocking the door, I pulled open the car door.

"Stella, are we going in to take a look?"

Stella seemed a bit hesitant.