Steven temporarily set aside thoughts of his beloved wife and refocused on work.

"Ever since we left for Botvia, Deputy Chief Hopkins hasn't returned home at all. He's been staying at his workplace, having his subordinates run errands for him. He's practically cut himself off from the world." Bella's almond-shaped eyes grew increasingly somber. "He hasn't visited his wife either?"

"Not once," Steven replied, furrowing his brow in disbelief. "The more I think about it, the stranger it seems."

Bella skillfully twirled a pen in her slender fingers, her gaze unreadable. "It isn't strange. Deputy Chief Hopkins is highly perceptive. He must have realized that he's in a dangerous position. Any reckless move could cost him his life."

Steven was taken aback. "Ms. Bella, you mean..."

"Christopher has probably already made plans to take him out," Bella said, gripping the pen tightly, her knuckles turning white. "It's also possible that he's already made an attempt, and Deputy Chief Hopkins narrowly escaped death. That's why he's now taking such extreme precautions and staying locked inside. There's also no place safer than the police department."

"No matter how ruthless Christopher is, he wouldn't dare send someone there to finish the job-that would be walking right

only lead to bring down Christopher! If Christopher intends to

him either," Bella said, interlocking her fingers and resting them under her pointed chin, her gaze deep. "That's why we need to get Deputy

head in confusion. "But Ms. Bella, wouldn't that just

her gaze warming, a faint smile spreading across her lips. "If he has

as she finished speaking, Justin's call came

it going? Have you arrived in Dawnford?" Bella's voice was soft and light, like

his tone urgent. "Uncle Matt just called me. He said that ever since Grandpa

that?" Bella exclaimed, her eyes widening in mock anger. "Is he not my grandpa too?

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