Vivian’s POV
I arrived at the police station a little after nine-thirty.
The place was already busy. Officers moved through the corridors with files in their hands while phones rang from different offices. I walked straight toward the reception desk.
I spotted Inspector Harris standing nearby, going through a file. As I approached, he looked up.
“Mrs. Carter,” Harris said. “It’s good you’re here.”
“What happened?” I asked.
“Someone is seriously hell-bent on taking Ryan’s life,” Harris said. “I think Ryan knows something they don’t want him to uncover, which is why they tried to kill him again in the hospital.”
“They tried to kill him again?” I asked, shocked.
Harris nodded.
“He was moved back to his cell after the attack. Someone tried to get to him while he was being treated.”
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