Maurice quickly summoned Sheena over to watch the surveillance footage.
On the screen, a man in an ordinary uniform stood with his back facing the camera, slowly extending his right hand, and giving a thumbs–down gesture. Afterward, he swaggered out of the police station, completely disappearing from all surveillance.
His attitude was extremely audacious and highly provocative!
Maurice pulled up other surveillance footage, mostly showing the man from behind or with his face concealed by a cap and sunglasses, making it impossible to discern his features.
Clearly, this man was arrogant and familiar with the police station’s surveillance spots.
Was there an insider within the department?
Maurice was infuriated, but Sheena found it amusing.
This man seemed somewhat similar to the one she encountered in the Eros Bar corridor last night. Moreover, his actions were undoubtedly intended to mock her.
Sheena swore on her own name to find out this man’s identity and deal with him!
Exiting the monitoring room, she headed straight for the door. She had no interest in Brady’s autopsy report and left the police station with John and Sawyer.
Paul was waiting outside for her.
Upon seeing Paul, she suddenly remembered a certain someone still in the hospital and asked, “Why are you here, and how is Elijah?”
“Mr. Freeman is doing well. His injuries from last night were superficial, just external wounds. There shouldn’t be any major issues, so you don’t have to worry. Ford is with him.”
After a pause, he continued, “By the way, Ian called a moment ago. He said he’s headed back to Ocean Avenue and has something to report to you.”
Sheena remained silent, walked straight to the car, and got in.
Today, Paul was driving, and he asked, “Miss, are we heading back to Ocean Avenue, or are we going to see Mr. Freeman?”
“To the hospital,” Sheena initially replied but then reconsidered. “No, back to the mansion.”
After all, Ford was at the hospital with Elijah, and she had also checked the minor burns on his back last night. Thus, Sheena decided it might not be serious. Besides, she had no specific topics to discuss, and she anticipated Elijah’s dramatic performance, likely involving holding her hand and acting all pitifully again.
Paul swiftly started the car and headed toward Ocean Avenue.
After a few minutes on the road, Sheena wrestled with her thoughts and changed her mind.” Forget it, let’s go to the hospital first.”
Yesterday, Elijah got injured protecting her, and avoiding him completely seemed a bit heartless.
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Paul swiftly turned the steering wheel, reversing direction toward the hospital.
At the hospital, Elijah was still having his chicken soup. Due to the lack of strength in his hands and a waning appetite, he purposely ate slowly, not wanting Ford to notice.
Engrossed in his phone, Ford was in no rush to prompt him.
Suddenly, the door swung open.
Elijah looked up, only to lock eyes with a pair of stunning eyes.
Sheena’s beauty caught him off guard.
He stared as she approached, happy that she actually visited him.
Forget the chicken soup. Nothing compared to the delightful expression on her face. At that moment. He even forgot about the pain in his body.
“Ms. Sheena!” Ford respectfully greeted, quickly fetching a chair, and placing it next to Elijah’s bed. The bodyguards, understanding the situation, turned away, closing the door behind them.
Sheena walked straight to the chair, sat down, and observed Elijah’s complexion. She was puzzled to see his condition.
“You said you were much better, but why does your complexion still look so bad?”
Elijah smiled faintly and replied, “I’m feeling much better. My pale complexion is just due to my weakened condition. I’ll be fine by tomorrow.”
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