Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 362

James' expression grew colder still.

Which notable figure gave that order? James knew every important person in Devonport.

Officer Derick was visibly embarrassed. Ever since Sophie had been imprisoned, he hadn't had a moment's peace!

He had barely managed to send Jenna on her way, and now James was here.

Officer Derick said, "Mr. Burke, rest assured, Ms. Sophie is very safe with us. There won't be any issues. Once we complete the process, we'll be able to release Ms. Sophie very soon."

"Who's your boss?" James pressed, causing Officer Derick to break into a sweat. He could only step closer to James, lowering his voice to say, "Mr. Burke, you know him. He's already bailed her out. Please, don't make this harder for me."

Officer Derick's plea was sincere.

Sophie had already been taken away. Still, Everyone kept coming to the station! Being the chief here was truly challenging.

"Is it Colby?"

James could only think of Colby, but he hadn't expected Colby, who was currently abroad, to still have that much reach into the Devonport police department.

"Mr. Burke, that's all I can say. You definitely won't be able to see her here," Officer Derick didn’t finish his words before James stood up to leave without a hint of reluctance.

Colt said, "Mr. Burke, could Officer Derick be making things up? I've investigated, and Mrs. Burke hasn't left the police station since she entered."

"Check thoroughly. I want to know her whereabouts."

"Understood."

"And investigate the people Colby left in Devonport. There should be some leads."

"Colby?"

Colt was taken aback. "Then isn't Mrs. Burke not in danger?"

James coldly replied, "I need to know where exactly Colby has hidden her to ensure her safety."

"Understood, Mr. Burke."

"Hurry! Let them in!"

Officer Derick went out to greet them personally, only to see a man, around twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, walk in. The man was tall and broad-shouldered, with a slender figure.

"You are?"

The man looked up, his thin lips parting slightly. "I'm here for my fiancée."

Officer Derick looked puzzled. "Fiancée?"

Meanwhile, inside the Burke mansion.

It was deep into the night, and Sophie dreamt she had returned to her past life. She floated above an operating table, watching her own blood-covered body on it, lifeless.

The doctor shakily dialed James' number, and an impatient James answered. "What now?"

"Mr. Burke, your wife is dead."