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    Urban said, “We still need to check the details.”

    b“/bThanksb, /bthat’s already more than enough,” Maxine said with a nod.

    Urban grinned at her and said, “Since you’re in the country anyway, why not take on a few more cases for me? Just do me a favor?

    Maxine replied without hesitation, “Sure, just email me when you’re ready.”

    Urban wasn’t just here to talk about the Jenson family, he also wanted to follow up on Cleo’s kidnapping fromst time.

    Since the case had far–reaching implications, the police formed a

    da special task force. With Urban’s assistance, they reviewed Lucy Bar’s surveince footage and apprehended Cleo’s kidnappers.

    Urban tilted his head and nced toward the hotel. “The police might still

    ask us a few more questions…”

    No sooner had the words been spoken than they saw Cleo rushing out of the hotel, dragging a visibly reluctant Brian behind her. Both were looking down as they tried to hail a cab.

    Urban signaled the driver to pull over.

    Cleo warily took a step back as the car approached. To keep her from getting startled, Maxine quickly rolled down the window and called out, b“/bbHey/b,

    Cleo!”

    Cleo’s heart lifted when she saw them. “You guys are still here! I need to get to…”

    Maxine looked at her and said, “Police station? Let’s go together, I actually have some questions for them too.”

    Cleo nodded and was about to get in the car when she suddenly remembered Brian. Pointing at Brian, she asked, “And what about him?”

    Brian narrowed his eyes, clung to his mom’s arm, and insisted, “Mom, don’t even think about ditching me! I’ming with you!”

    Urban raised an eyebrow. “Who’s this? You look kinda familiar.”

    Brian shook his little fist at Urban. “Mr. Villian!”

    Urban watched him with amusement and teased, “If you’re gonna be this rude, you can ride in the trunk.”

    Brian snapped at him in frustration, “You’re so tricky!”

    Maxine sighed, feeling a headacheing on. “Alright, juste with us for now. Once we’re done at the police station, you can call your driver to pick

    you up.”

    The group made their way to the police station, where they were greeted by the captain they had dealt with before.

    The captain, smiling, escorted them to the observation room adjacent to the interrogation room. Gesturing toward the men inside, he asked Cleo, “Do you recognize any of these men?”

    Cleo took a closer look, then nodded hesitantly. “I think bso/b… but they had blindfolded me back then, so I only got a quick lookb,/bb” /bshe said.

    Maxine suddenly asked, “Who was behind this?b” /b

    What she was implying was that those people using cocaine at the bar were involved. The captain looked troubled and saidb, /bb“/bbWell/bb… /bbI’m /bbafraid /bbwe’re /bbstill /binvestigating.”

    The unspoken implication was that the forces behind these people were deeply entrenched and intertwined, making bit /bnearly bimpossible /bbto /bbgather /bbsolid /bevidence against them.

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    bThe /bbraid on /bbLucy /bBar bto /brescue bCleo /bhas already bput /bthe bpeople /bbehind this on high alert. If they bwanted /bbto /bcatch bthem /bbnow/bb, /bbI’d /bprvo ti is?

    bmore /btimeb. /b

    Maxine noddedb. /b“I understand. Thanks for your hard work.”

    The captain nodded. “This is just part of our job. We asked Miss Wheeler toe in today so she could identify the suspectsb, /bbthen /bbwe /bcan proceed with pressing chargesb./b”

    Urban, who had remained silent until now, abruptly interjected. “What about the owner of the Lucy Bar? Was he in on this?”

    The captain hesitated, but out of respect for Urban, he said, “We’ve also checked his records, just an ordinary family background. He worked babroad /bfor a few yearsb, /band after returning to this city, he opened this bar.”

    Maxine and Urban exchanged a knowing nce. The owner had worked abroad for several years, so his funding sources couldn’t be traced bdomestically/b.