Chapter 842

The trainee officer found Tessa a bit pitiful. Now, seeing Hector still treating her so harshly, he felt the senior officer was going too far. But as someone who had just joined the force, he couldn’t speak too bluntly. So, all he could do was try to remind him in a more subtle way.

Hector looked at the trainee, clearly frustrated with his naivety. Who on earth trained this kid? Couldn’t even read a room? And to criticize a colleague in front of a suspect—what was he thinking?

Did he seriously lack that much awareness? Hector took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. “We’re still on duty. Learn to prioritize.”

The trainee wanted to say more, but the moment he met the cold glint in Hector’s eyes, he froze. Only then did he realize he’d really overstepped. No matter what, Hector had been here long before him. What he just did was nothing short of publicly slapping his senior in the face, and worse, in front of a suspect.

In the end, the trainee opened his mouth, glanced at Tessa, and hesitated. Just one look and he quickly turned his gaze away, saying nothing more. What good would talking do anyway? He couldn’t change anything. If that was the case, then what was the point? It would all just be a waste of effort.

Tessa watched as the trainee fell silent, rolling her eyes inwardly, cursing him as a useless fool. He was completely worthless. She had originally assumed that anyone who dared speak up for her must have some influence or background. But now, it was clear she had overestimated him. What a useless man—she’d really wasted her expressions on him.

Still, despite what she thought, Tessa didn’t let a trace of it show on her face. “Forget it, Officer,” she said gently to the trainee. “You don’t need to argue with Officer Hector.” She lowered her head and shook it, looking dejected. “It’s pointless. We’re just ordinary people. All we can do is cooperate with your work. There’s nothing else we can change.”

With that, she turned to Hector. “Officer Hector, if there’s anything you want to ask, just ask me… I’ll answer everything honestly.” Her voice was already hoarse, and saying so much at once made it sound even weaker.

The trainee looked at Tessa, visibly moved by her pained expression.

His sympathy surged again, but he didn’t know what to say, so he just kept glaring at Hector. How could someone be so cold and heartless? Was this what he had worked so hard to get into the police academy for? To uphold justice like this? The trainee started to question everything he once believed in, even wondered if he had made a mistake.

Hector saw the look on his face and could guess exactly what he was thinking. He let out a silent sigh. His frustration with Tessa only deepened. What a schemer. She hadn’t been here for long but she already had a young officer wrapped around her finger? If she stayed any longer, she might just turn the whole station upside down.

Hector took a deep breath. “Alright. I’ve got what I need. The rest will depend on what Mr. Julian says. Take Miss Walton to the hospital. Don’t delay her treatment.”

At those words, the trainee’s head shot up, clearly surprised.