Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

“Pop!”

Karl slapped the desk violently and his eyes lit up.

“That’s right, that’s very likely, these big trucks are just covering the whole thing up! Joyce was held hostage right at this time.” Karl pointed to the big screen and instructed one of the officers, “You go check the surveillance of other roads carefully, and make sure to miss not a single trace and find out where these big trucks went.”

“Yes, Captain.” The officer answered and hurriedly organized his men to start checking.

Luther looked up at his watch, “Over an hour has passed, I’m afraid they’re all almost out of Khebury.”

Karl’s face was gloomy, “Indeed, even now, it is a little late to set up checkpoints around the city. However, it is still necessary to try the best we can. The problem is that at the moment Joyce cannot yet be identified as missing and we can’t get the execution documents.”

“I’ll try to find connections.” Luther said.

“It will just be too late to wait until you’ve made a round of calls to the right person.” Karl thought about it, picked up the phone, and dialed directly to the desk of the Director General of the Capital Traffic Police.

“Hello, Commissioner! I’m Karl, son of Chester,” Karl said, “I have an urgent request for your help. Please inform the Khebury Traffic Department to close all the major traffic lanes immediately and leave them to my command. I will give you the application documents later.”This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“No problem. I’ll give the order, please don’t worry. Give my regards to your father.” The director politely returned.

“Okay. Thanks!” Karl hung up the phone.

Luther looked at him askance, his eyes showing surprise.

He never thought that Karl had such a strong background that he could directly order the Khebury traffic police using his connections from the Capital.

Although he had previously suspected that Karl had a decent background, but he still underestimated Karl.

If he remembered correctly, Chester was the chief justice of the country, where the law overrode everything and had absolute authority. Even the politicians could not afford to offend him.

It turned out that Karl was such a prince in the world of laws.

No wonder, at that time of Joyce’s case, Stephanie’s will was sent directly by Karl to the Capital Analysis Center and even Dustin Rodgers would come to analyze her will.

No wonder, Karl only needed to make one phone call, the Capital Traffic Police Headquarters would give orders directly to Khebury.

It really surprised him that such a big shot was hiding in the second precint.

What a surprise.

As for the reason, Luther had no desire to find out. It didn’t matter what Karl wanted or got up in his sleeve. Right now he just wanted to save Joyce, at any cost.

It hurt, it hurt so bad!

Joyce had a splitting headache and woke up with a jolt.

The back of her head felt like it had been struck by a hard object, a tearing pain creeped to her back, and perhaps the wound on her back had also cracked and hurt bad. She could barely open her eyes.

It was dark all around, and she couldn’t see anything.

By the vibration of the shaking and the noise of the engine, she judged that she seemed to be in the compartment of a truck.

She struggled hard and found that her hands were tied behind her back and she could not move.

She tried to speak, and her tight lips and facial muscles made her understand that her mouth was taped shut.