"Let go of me, you lousy brutes!" Mrs Astor screeched as she was dragged to a cell.
Reports of the Borges home being gassed on Mrs Astor's orders had come swiftly back to the station as Alison raced to save Georgiana and the police searched for suspicious people in the area.
It had been too easy.
It seemed as though Mrs Astor had been sloppy in her rush to get rid of the one person who could testify and hadn't even bothered to clear her tracks for this.
The family lawyer shook his head at her, "It's almost impossible."
"What do you mean?" Mrs Astor hissed, "You're the best in the city, we pay you a hefty sum and this is all you can say? Get off your lazy ass and do your job."
The lawyer's eyes hardened with anger and he stiffened as the insults landed.
