Jasper Bollock was certain she was lying and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly did you go and do?"
Evelyn Crawford's eyes shifted as she muttered, "Didn't I just tell you?"
Jasper Bollock remained silent, his gaze once again sizing up Evelyn Crawford.
Her right hand touched her earlobe, while her left hand hung at her side.
The left hand...
He narrowed his eyes slightly, replaying every detail of Evelyn Crawford's return in his mind.
She was agile when she jumped off the motorcycle, but her left hand didn't move much.
And while standing here talking for so long, her left hand also remained at her side.
Jasper Bollock's eyes suddenly flashed. He grabbed Evelyn Crawford's left hand with one hand and lifted her sleeve with the other, indeed seeing a wound on her arm.
Looking up at her questioningly, he asked, "Last chance, what did you really go and do?"
"I ran into those people who were trying to kill me," Evelyn Crawford blinked, "That's why I got injured."
