Soon, Molly's four limbs were bound together as she lay on the couch.
Even so, she was still struggling hard to get to the briefcase with the revolver that was on it.
"Luke…" Richard's heart couldn't help but ache when he looked at his daughter.
Luke raised his hand and said, "I won't keep her restrained. That's the only thing I can do for now. Also, I need to call a professional psychiatrist to check Molly's condition. She treated Molly before. Do you agree?"
Richard and his wife, Novena, looked at their struggling daughter and the revolver on the table. After a brief silence, Richard nodded with great difficulty. "I agree. But… can she keep it a secret?"
He couldn't help but look at the revolver again.
Luke said, "She's a professional psychiatrist. She won't casually divulge patient information."
He then left the room to call Haley.
