Don't Follow Up on New Cases, Take It Easy on Old Cases

By the time Harrison and Jim arrived, Luke was holding the fugitive in the orange prison jumpsuit at gunpoint. He said, "What a coincidence, Harrison, Jim."

Jim nodded and gave a forced smile. "Hey, Luke."

He was known to be an outstanding shooter on his team, but he hadn't even secured one kill in this case.

Harrison didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Alright, cuff him first before we chat, okay?"

Luke shrugged and gestured for them to do as they pleased.

He put the Glock back into his holster and narrowed his eyes at the fugitive who had his hands raised. "If you still want to run, I'll fire."

The fugitive was a slim young man. He was rather handsome but had a grim look.

Hearing that, his eyes flashed, and he smiled coldly. "Okay, I won't run. Can I ask, what's your name?"

Luke raised an eyebrow. "You can think about that question in prison."