Finally he had decided to take care of this poor girl who was betrayed by her own loved ones, thrown into the deep pits of hell to die and suffer…
And soon, his slow car reached the house, stopping in front of the huge villa as Chris looked at the police officers that stood by the villa's door.
Alfred was also standing by the door, seemingly trying to talk his way through the officers who were here for some unknown reasons.
Chris parked the car in the garage, asking some maids to take Cathy and Mia to the rooms while also asking Agatha to call the doctors.
"Mister Christopher. You must know what happened today in the red-light district, right?" an old officer who had three stars adoring his collar asked calmly.
"Yes. I know."
"We need to question you about what had happened in the inner rooms where you found the hostages. Is that alright?" the old officer asked casually, as if he just wanted to chit chat about some menial stuff.