"Come with me." The policeman's soft voice drifted into her ears, snapping her awake from her thoughts.
Gillian frowned slightly upon realizing something.
Although Gillian had no knowledge of how arrested victims are usually treated, isn't this policeman treating her too gently for a criminal? What if she fled?
"You won't." A firm voice sounded above her, and she found herself staring into the policeman's black and calm eyes.
Gillian frowned slightly. How did he know what she was thinking about? She eyed him coldly and spat disparagingly, "You seem to trust me too much, but I..."
"Gillian Arison has no usefulness to me. I don't need you to associate me with the members of the high class." He interjected with a calm voice. "I just find you pitiful." He finalized
Gillian's expression
