Chapter 80


    Chapter 80 Lucas


    I was taken aback by Officer Jackson’s question, momentarily stunned and my hands unconsciously


    clenching into fists.


    Noticing my reaction, he poured me a cup of tea, beginning to exin, “We found you in a viger’s


    home in the mountains that year. Your mental and physical state wasn’t the best, so when we took your


    statement, we didn’t record your experiences at the border for that half year. Now, five yearster,


    you’ve significantly improved. Ms. Scott, could you tell me what you went through at the border during


    those six months, and how you managed to escape those ruthless killers?”


    My grip tightened, my b*dy shaking slightly beyond my control. I took a shallow breath, forcing myself


    to regainposure. Looking at him, I asked, “Officer Jackson, how does this rte to the case you’re


    currently investigating?”


    He nodded, his gaze steady on me. “We’ve traced someone through Alex’s lead…” His voic trailed off,


    a pause hanging in the air before he continued, “Someone you should know.”


    I knew exactly who he meant. Memories from five years ago surged forward, assaulting me


    uncontrobly. They were bloody, violent, revolting, terrifying scenes that began to overwhelm me!


    Seeing my uncontroble shivers, he voiced his concern. “Ms. Scott, are you alright?”


    I nodded, forcing myself to regainposure. It had been five years. I could not let this haunt me


    forever.


    Facing Officer Jackson, I swallowed my fear and asked, “Is it Lucas Dean?”


    Officer Jackson nodded. “Yes, he’s the adopted son of a Kachin warlord, overseeing the ra region.


    After Alex smuggled you out of the country, he likely handed you over to him, didn’t he?”


    I nodded again. Five years had passed, and this man, devilish as he was, still sent chills down my


    spine at the mere thought of him.


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    Officer Jackson studied me, then asked, “Have you seen him?”


    I nodded once more.


    At this, Officer Jackson’s eyes lit up with excitement. “If you were to see him again, could you


    recognize him?”


    I nodded, looking at him, puzzled by his line of questioning.


    Seeing my confusion, he exined, “Lucas is like a ghost, and he’s very elusive. Few have seen his


    face. We know his name, but not his face. If you can recognize him, it could be a crucial lead for us.”


    Indeed, many had never seen Lucas. Those who had were either dead or had been blinded by him.


    Idris was one of those who had been blinded in such a way.


    Drawing in a deep breath to quell the storm of emotions within me, I met Officer Jackson’s gaze. “I


    have seen him, yes. But after all that happened that year, I’ve forced myself to forget so much. It’s been


    five years. His face… It’s just a blur in my mind now.”


    The events from five years ago had shattered me. My mental health had been a roller coaster ever


    since I returned home. If not for the fact that I was a Scott, with parents who had the resources and


    time to get me the help I needed, I might have lost my mind by now.


    Over the years, my memories of that time at the border became inconsistent. Sometimes, I


    remembered everything with crystal rity. Other times, it was as if I had forgotten it all. Lucas… his


    very existence was a catastrophe to me. Unless someone brought him. rather not think about him at all.


    up, I would


    Officer Jackson nodded, his gaze softening. “Ms. Scott, I understand your fear of revisiting those past


    experiences. You have my word that we won’t force you to dredge up memories you’d rather leave


    buried.”


    I frowned, puzzled. “Then why are you here today?”


    He hesitated before answering. “We’ve been keeping tabs on Alex for some time now. We got a tip


    from his girlfriend.” He paused, then rified, “She’s also Bt’s girlfriend. Yourpany’s CFO. She


    said Alex mentioned ns to take her to Macamer next month. Apparently, Lucas is throwing avish


    cruise party there. He’s nning a major auction, and there’s talk of gambling and cocaine deals. It’s


    shaping up to be a big event. He’s likely to show up.”


    I stared at Officer Jackson, the pieces falling into ce. “You want me to infiltrate this party, don’t you?”


    He nodded. “Being the daughter of the Scotts, you hold a high status. Attending such a party wouldn’t


    seem out of ce.”


    “What should I do?” I inquired.


    Setting down his teacup, he began, “Under the guise of an assistant, you’ll escort me into the party. If


    you spot Lucas, just point him out to me. That’s all you need to do.”