Chapter 147


    Lysander must hate thieves like the gue. There was no way he’d just help Thssa out of a jam


    because she made a call.


    Isabe’s real game was to pin a criminal record on Thssa, to get her locked up, and to make


    Lysander loathe her to the core!


    It’s a triple whammy n.


    Isabe’s mind sure worked in mysterious ways, which were smarter than that nitwit Faye Brennan,


    On the surface, Isabe seemed super concerned about Thssa, but deep down she was grinning.


    “Got it.” David responds and hangs up.


    He turned to Lysander in the back seat, “Isabe called. Thssa’s been nicked for stealing. She’s


    being held at the Hollowbrook police


    station.”


    If you were stealing in Hollowbrook, it would be the duty of police of this district to catch the suspect.


    Lysander and David arrived in Hollowbrook yesterday. It was toote to head back, so they rested in a


    hotel downtown. This morning, as they were heading back to Starhaven, Isabe rang


    Lysander went cold as ice in an instant, a slight frown on his face.


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    He’d seen Thssa’s file, she’d been recorded for stealing before.


    She was not exactly on a shoestring budget, but she still risked stealing, it must be something worth a


    prefty penny to make her gamble.


    He was curious to see what tickled her thieving fancy, what was worth risking a jail sentence!


    Lysander ordered in a stern voice, “Head to the police station.”


    “Roger that.” David started the car.


    The station was a hop, skip and jump away from downtown Hollowbrook, just a short drive.


    When Lysander strode into the police station, the cops were momentarily taken aback by his


    Butpared to Lysander who just walked in, they were out of their league.


    You could tell at a nce, the tall, dignified man was a military.


    The cop respectfully asked, “Sir, how can we assist you?”


    Lysander gazed the cop and said, “Bring me what Thssa stole.”


    Coincidentally, this cop was handling Thssa’s case.


    He had just finished taking her statement, so Thssa’s name was fresh in his mind.


    So this visitor was here for Thssa.


    The cop nodded, “One moment please.”


    Shortly after, the cop came back with an emerald pendant, handed it to Lysander and said, “This is


    what Thssa stole. We found it on her when we nabbed her. She was about to sell it. It’s a genuine


    emerald pendant, but she didn’t have any proof of ownership.”


    Lysander held the emerald pendant in his hand. The moment heid eyes on it, his gaze deepened, as


    if a vortex was spinning in his eyes.


    No one knew this emerald pendant better than him!


    You couldn’t fake it if you hadn’t seen the real deal.


    Because his emerald pendant was unique in the whole wide world.


    Thssa had stolen a copy of the emerald pendant he gave to Celia!


    Lysander’s handsome face grew tense, his aura overpowering, hemanded, “Bring Thssa out, I


    want to see her!”


    Due to Lysander’smanding presence, the cops didn’t dare to dilly-dally and promptly brought


    Thssa out.


    When he saw Thssa, she looked worn out, extremely upset, her hands cuffed. Her usually lively


    face was now haggard.


    Lysander held up the emerald pendant to her eyes, swinging it back and forth. His voice was deep and


    stern, “Where did you swipe this emerald pendant from?”