Just as Harvey's fury was about to explode, Asean—who was the second person scheduled for questioning—sat quietly behind the partition, pulled out his phone, and began typing a message.
"Holy crap, Young Master Lancaster! That Caden Voss guy is insane—he's got the Davenport Group backing him! He beat those thugs to a pulp, sent them all to the hospital, and yet he's totally fine! The deputy chief just gave the order—he's being released!"
The message had barely been sent when a reply came through.
Just two words: "Wait there."
Asean silently slipped the phone back into his pocket and waited.
Up front, Caden Voss wore a smug expression, eyes brimming with amusement as he stared at Harvey. "Looks like you lost the bet, huh?"
Even with the deputy chief standing right there, he still had that cocky, teasing tone.
To be fair, Caden had already made the call before walking into the station. With the influence behind him, getting out was just a matter of formality. No big deal.
