Chapter 23: Police

Victor winced in agony as he lay on the ground, his broken arm causing him immense pain. Gibson, drenched in sweat, stood tall, resembling someone who had just completed a grueling workout. As the flashing lights of the police cars illuminated the scene, tension hung in the air.

"Hands up! Nobody make a move!" commanded one of the police officers, their voice authoritative and firm.

Without hesitation, the officers swiftly closed in on Gibson, their steps purposeful and efficient. They wasted no time in restraining him, swiftly securing handcuffs around his wrists. Gibson remained motionless, his face betraying no emotion, a portrait of silent defiance.

Helen, fueled by adrenaline, rushed out from the gathering crowd. She had been the one to alert the police, and now she needed to make her presence known. When asked by an officer about the caller's identity, she responded urgently, "It was me! I'm the one who called!"

Meanwhile, Cynthia watched the unfolding scene with growing trepida
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