章 167: Chapter One Hundred And Sixty-Seven:Under Attack.

By the time Detective Zyan was down with Christopher Russo, he was looking all worn out, with a busted lip to which Zyan looked at him one last time, and was about to talk but Cole barged into the room holding his phone, with that look on his face that made Zyan knew that something is wrong.

"What is it?" Zyan asked, his voice low so as for Christopher not to hear what they were about to say, but then the motherfucker burst out laughing as if he knew what Cole was about to say.

Cole looked at him, a sign Zyan took notice of before leaving the interrotion room and stood at the hallway with Cole, who was sweating profusely.

Zyan wasted no time and grabbed his phone, only to look at the message coming anonymously from a contact that informed him to vacate the station, since what was about to happen that would end up taking Christopher's life.

"Who sent this?" Zyan asked instantly, as he took his phone and started to call Edward.