Chapter 349
Among them were highly intelligent criminals with intense anti-interrogation training, yet none of them could last forty minutes against her.
Her professional skills were universally recognized as top-tier.
Today’s suspect was a nobody. It wasn’t a major case or a felony.
The crime was minor, meaning his psychological defenses shouldn’t have been tough.
How could a suspect like that make her slip up?
There was no way he could last forty minutes against her. Her skills are legendary.
How could a suspect like that make her slip up?
Jarred turned slowly, looking through the glass at her bag in the command center.
Sienna’s bag was still sitting there quietly, as if absolutely nothing had happened.
He pulled out his phone and dialed Henry Holden’s number.
Henry answered after two rings, his voice cautious. “Captain Sterling, you’re finally reachable p>
Jarred suppressed every trace of emotion in his eyes, his face completely unreadable. “Tell me about Celeste p>
Henry didn’t waste time and quickly summarized the situation.
“Before the squad could even start the formal interrogation, the informant confessed everything.
He completely insists that Celeste orchestrated the entire thing.
Celeste’s old leg injury flared up, and before she could even receive treatment at the hospital p>
Higher-ups suddenly intervened directly, pulling her right out of her hospital room for isolation p>
Jarred slowly rubbed his thumb against the edge of his phone.
“Where is she now p>
Henry said, “The SIB stepped in directly. The clearance level is way too high. I can’t touch the case, let alone see her.
Right now, every piece of the evidence chain points straight at her. Framing a public official is a felony.
Once it’s verified, there is almost zero chance of overturning it p>
Jarred’s knuckles whitened, his eyes darkening as he remained silent.
He hung up on Henry, and Declan’s call came in immediately after.
“Boss,” Declan’s voice was filled with urgency.
“Speak p>
Declan swallowed hard and reported everything he had found out about Celeste’s situation.
“Ms. Carlyle’s leg is worsening. I pulled strings to get medical resources, but no staff has arrived.
I already had the bail paperwork prepared, but someone suddenly submitted new evidence midway.
It brought up an old case, completely rejecting all bail applications p>
Jarred’s voice was dead cold. “What old case p>
“It’s the old case where Sienna originally reported Ms. Carlyle for suspected involvement in the Old Master’s murder p>
Declan reported truthfully, “Mrs. Bridges’ latest autopsy report just came out. They found an earring belonging exclusively to Ms. Carlyle inside the body.
The person who submitted the new evidence and initiated the formal legal proceedings is Sienna’s private lawyer, Thea Stanton p>
The other end of the line went completely silent.
It was quiet for so long that Declan thought the call had dropped. Just as he was about to speak p>
Jarred’s voice finally came through the receiver, as soft as a sigh. “Got it p>
He hung up and stood entirely motionless.
Just then, voices echoed from behind him.
Jarred turned his head and saw Sienna walking down the hallway, surrounded by a few colleagues.
Her clothes had a bit of dust on them, and there was a slight crease on her cuff.
Other than that, there were no visible injuries.
The team leader followed behind her, his voice still laced with lingering fear: “That was too close, today. The chief pushed our return time to dawn. Everyone rests: tonight, and we’ll head back first thing in the morning p>
Sienna walked amid the crowd, her pace completely unhurried.
She neither looked like someone who had just been terrified, nor like someone who had been injured.
Facing her superior’s concern, she smiled faintly. “I’m fine. Just a minor accident p>
The moment she looked up, her gaze suddenly crashed into a pair of impossibly dark, heavy eyes.