Jamie Ford saw Ethan Sterling's face was expressionless, so he took it upon himself to block his path, lowering his voice to remind, "Chief Sterling has things to deal with right now. You'd better get inside and have the Prescott family's youngest daughter come out and speak."
Timothy Prescott's hand was brushed aside and he felt annoyed. Hearing Jamie's words, he was still struggling to process it.
He turned and looked at Wyatt Prescott, frowning. "Did your sister get herself into trouble again?"
The two were twins—Nicole Prescott was born a few minutes earlier, so she got the title of "big sister," but in reality Wyatt was more like an older brother, always cleaning up her messes.
"No… probably not." Wyatt's expression grew serious. "Today she was hit by someone. Her knees are swollen."
Timothy was no fool; he knew things couldn't be this simple. He grew anxious. "She must have offended someone before. Hurry up and get her out here."
