Chapter 791 The Recording
Besides, she couldn’t even imagine how much pain Dexter would feel when he saw the original photos.
Josie took a deep breath. “Then, it’s up to you. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving first.”
She walked away without a second thought, leaving Summer in surprise. “Hey! Aren’t you going to beg me?” Summer yelled.
Josie didn’t look back. “I’m not in the mood to cheer you up, Ms. Olsen.”
She walked straight past the corner to a deserted area, then pulled out a voice recorder from her bag and pressed pause.
Leaning against the icy wall, Josie couldn’t quite articulate her feelings at that moment. Ever since she was schemed against, she had become more cautious. She would record every conversation she had, no matter who it was with. She never expected that Summer would reveal so much crucial information.
However, none of that could prove that she was the one who did it. Josie wanted to prove at the moment that she had no relationship with Arnold and that all of that was someone else’s setup.
Upon returning to Laura’s place, Angel kept asking if someone had made Josie’s life difficult.
Josie shook her head in response. Who could it be? Could it be Wayne? He’s far away in Rivodia, so it’s impossible for him to have such a significant influence to plan everything. After all, Wavery is still Dexter’s territory. Could it be someone from the Olsen family? Yet, it’s not beneficial for them if Summer’s reputation is ruined. So, who would benefit from it?
The neon lights scattered in Josie’s eyes as she fell into deep thought, and in the end, her focus still returned to Heather. The person who has benefited the most from all of this is Heather! But how could she possibly convince so many people all by herself?
Josie’s head was throbbing painfully. Just then, a traffic policeman at the intersection ahead waved his hand, signaling her to stop the car.
The car window rolled down, and a deep male voice rang out. “Please show your driver’s license.”
As Josie found it, she looked up in surprise while handing it over. “Sergeant Buncho?”
Scott, dressed in his traffic police uniform, was also taken aback. “Mrs. Russell”
After checking the driver’s license and conducting an alcohol test to ensure there were no
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issues, Scott asked, “So, where are you headed?”
“Going home.” Josie flashed a bitter smile. “Have you become a traffic cop now?”
Scott’s smile was rather bitter. “There’s been a reshuffle within the department. I’ll be spending some time with the Traffic Division.”
Josie wasn’t easy to fool. Her brows furrowed when she queried, “You’re from the Criminal Investigation Division. Being transferred to the Traffic Division so suddenly doesn’t quite follow the usual process, does it?”
It was obvious that he had been demoted.
“Sergeant Buncho, did you commit a mistake?” Josie ventured to guess.
Scott wore a look of frustration, but clearly couldn’t reveal much. “Mrs. Russell, you’re overthinking it. It’s just a simple personnel change.”
Josie was unwilling to give up. “All right, then. Tell me, what’s the status of my father’s case? You went to investigate the Olsen family. Did you find any issues?”
When asked about that, Scott was at a loss for words, and his frustration was more evident. “These matters still need to be investigated,” he said.
“So, who is investigating it now? As the person involved, I have the right to know, don’t I?”
Scott laughed bitterly, “Mrs. Russell, you better not ask.”
“Is it because you were investigating this matter that you were demoted? Tell me the truth.” Josie was very agitated. After going through so much, it seemed like she had finally gotten some leads.
She was unyielding, blocking the cars behind her from moving. A traffic cop rushed over and asked, “Scott, what’s going on?”
The person’s gaze then fell on Josie, and he instantly became impatient. “Why does it have to
be her?”
Scott gave him a nudge with his elbow. “It’s all right. I’ll handle this.”
The man, under Josie’s intense gaze, didn’t leave. Instead, he said in an agitated tone, “What’s there to ask? It’s because of you, because of your father’s case, that Scott was demoted to the Traffic Division Are you satisfied now?”
