Chapter 383
Jarred leaned down and carefully placed her back on the bed.
Exiting the room, Jarred immediately summoned Declan and the lawyers, ordering them to prepare the paperwork for medical parole.
The lawyer cautiously advised him, “Mr. Sterling, filing for medical parole is incredibly risky.
Ms. Carlyle has already been released on bail once, and the conclusion then was that she was innocent.
But with the latest twist in the case, she can’t escape the charges, and you were the one who personally signed as her guarantor.
According to legal regulations, with a tainted bail record on file, a second application is nearly impossible to get approved. The department will most likely reject it outright p>
Rules were rigid, but human influence was flexible.
Jarred pressed his lips together, his dark eyes swirling with a reckless stubbornness.
“Submit the paperwork as usual. Whether it gets approved is up to the rules, but whether it gets done is up to me. I will bear the consequences p>
Just as he said that, the sharp click of high heels echoed from the end of the hallway.
Sienna and Thea walked over side by side.
They had seen the entire scene perfectly and heard every single word.
Eyes met from across the room; over a distance of several feet, their gazes clashed.
A flash of surprise crossed Jarred’s eyes.
But the surprise vanished in an instant, replaced by a look Sienna knew all too well.
The kind of look he only ever wore during an operation when sizing up an opponent.
He glanced at her, then turned his head back, telling Declan, “Expedite the paperwork p>
Sienna’s eyes drifted lightly over his features, so calm there wasn’t a ripple of emotion, as if she were looking at a complete stranger.
Before Jarred could take a single step, she had already looked away.
Moving briskly, she brushed right past him.
Thea paused for a second before hurrying after her, leaving Jarred standing alone in the corridor.
Jarred watched Sienna’s retreating figure, his dark eyes as deep as the ocean.
Masking complex, unreadable emotions, along with a trace of panic even he hadn’t realized was there.
He was a master of psychological warfare, able to see through all the disguises, and les of criminals, bur he couldn’t see through the colá distant Sienna right now.
He knew she would undoubtedly do everything in her power to stop him, but he couldn’t predict exactly what move she would make.
Sienna reached the corner and finally stopped.
Thea caught up, cautiously studying her expression. “You saw Celeste’s condition. Did it look real to you p>
Sienna kept her eyes down, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
“Whether she’s faking it or not, since she loves playing crazy so much, let’s send her exactly where crazy people belong p>
With that, she turned to look at Thea, having already regained her calm, composed demeanor.
“Is everything arranged?” Sienna asked.
Thea nodded. “The higher-ups approved it. Effective immediately, no one other than investigativÄ—. personnel is allowed to vish Geleste
On top of that, the request for a re-evaluation of her psychiatric assessment went through. They’ve assigned a new assessment team
“Perfect.” Sienna’s expression was icy, her voice cool and crisp.
“The law doesn’t make exceptions. No one gets to be above the rules p>
“Sienna,” Thea couldn’t help but say, “are you sure about this? Jarred isn’t just an average guy p>
“Of course he isn’t.” Sienna curled her lips into a smile that lacked any warmth.
“And precisely because he isn’t an average guy, we can’t use average methods p>
She refused to be a passive victim, and she certainly wouldn’t just sit around waiting to be destroyed.
Celeste wanted to play the lunatic, using mental illness to evade justice and escape.
And Jarred was willing to cross any line to protect her.
So Sienna was going to personally cut off all their escape routes, smashing their little delusions and schemes to pieces.