An hour later, the lawyer, Roger Oakley, walked into the interrogation room.
Dressed in a sleek suit, he was about 40 or 50 years old but he still appeared very energetic, had very sharp eyes, and possessed a unique aura.
When the police saw him, they could not help but feel a headache coming on.
Roger was no stranger to them, for he specialized in serving the rich and was a notoriously tricky lawyer. As long as he was present, it would be extremely difficult for them to elicit any useful information from the suspect.
Harmony became smug when she saw the policeman's face.
That was the power of wealth!
She did not need to be afraid of anything as long as she had money!
Roger said to the policeman, "I'd like a private chat with my client, please."
The request was a reasonable one and the police could not refuse it, so all they could say was, "Twenty minutes."
Roger nodded.
