CHAPTER 8: TROUBLE ON THE HORIZON

Not being able to find an empty parking lot, I left my CLK at the front of the police station, blocking the entrance and two other cars.

“Excuse me Miss, you can’t park your car here.” An officer in uniform ran up to me, pointing at where I had left it.

“Tow it away then,” I said as I got out and slammed the door. There were already a thousand and one things on my mind screaming at me and I as sure as hell didn’t need to stress myself out over a parking lot. What the hell happened? We hardly ever got into any trouble with the cops. Well, not personally anyway. I don’t even remember the last time I was in a police station. The White Dragons covered their tracks well. So, what the hell happened?

At the entrance, my lawyer was already waiting for me. “What’s the situation, David?” I asked as I strode impatiently pass him and into the building.

He panted as he chased after me. “They raided one of your karaokes and discovered illegal drugs on the premises. Mr. Cheng was brought in because he’s the cited owner of the place. Besides that, I don’t think there are any other charges.”

“Don’t worry, Miss Au. I’ll handle it from here,” David finished as we arrived at the CID room. “Who’s in charge here?”

“I am.”

We turned towards the direction of the voice. Damn. Standing right there in front of me was that cop. The one Jess was going out with. What was his name again? Louis. Louis Yip. He stared at me for a split second before turning his attention to David. “I’m Senior Inspector, Louis Yip. How can I help you?”

“I’m Mr. Jordan Cheng’s lawyer,” David said as he handed his calling card to Louis. “And I’m here to post bail for my client.”

Louis took the card from David and flicked it disdainfully on to the table without so much as a slight glance. “Who said we were ready to release him?”

“You have no reason to detain my client. Illegal drugs were found on the premises where my client works, yes. But there is no concrete evidence that those substances actually belong to my client.” David said calmly.

“Didn’t you know we can detain suspects for up to 48 hours? Furthermore, your client happens to be on our list of suspected triad members,” Louis retorted cockily. “If you want to post bail, I’d suggest you come back in 2 days, unless of course, we’ve found enough evidence to nail him by then.”

There was contempt in his voice and I somehow knew that the comment was intended more for me. Louis had his eyes on me the whole time he spoke to David. I returned the glare but kept my cool all the same. The situation was bad enough without making it even worse.

David continued his argument. “Mr. Jordan Cheng is merely a businessman. If you have no actual evidence of my client’s involvement with the triads, we could sue you for libel.”

“Release him.”

Once again, we turned to see who the voice belonged to. Standing at the doorway was a man, in his forties, immaculately dressed in a grey suit. Immediately all the officers in the room jumped to their feets. “Wong Sir.” The man acknowledged them with a nod. He then looked at Louis and repeated his words.

“Release Jordan Cheng.”

“But Wong Sir...” Louis protested.

“That’s an order, Louis. Just get it done and see me in my office later.” With that, the one the officers had called Wong Sir walked off without waiting to hear what Louis had to say.

“You heard your boss. Release my client,” David smirked.

Louis spun round and glared at us. Well, not so much at us but more at me. “Julian, prepare the paperwork and release Jordan Cheng,” he said through gritted teeth as he addressed one of the CID officers. Then he marched out of the room in a fury.

It took about 20-30 minutes for David to settle all the legal stuff and another 10 minutes before the officers actually brought Jordan out. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that he was okay. You hear and read enough about police brutality every other day. Jordan’s face, as usual, was stoic and void of any emotion. I smiled warmly at him. “Don’t worry, David’s taking care of everything.”

He gave me a smirk that said he was never really worried. Nonetheless, I felt a lot better seeing him here beside me. I felt much...safer. The White Dragons would be at a loss without Jordan. I would be at a loss without Jordan.

“Everything’s settled. We can leave now, Miss Au,” David said.

“Theresa Au!”

I turned and saw Louis standing a few feet away from me.

“Theresa Au,” he scoffed. “Or better known as Terri jie of the White Dragons, right?”

I just stared at him coldly. Did he think I was so stupid as to answer him? What the !$^@ does Jess see in this piece of shit anyway?

He walked up to me and pointed his finger right at my face. “I don’t care who you are or what you do. But if you ever get Jess involved in your shit, I’ll never forgive you. If you know what’s best for you, stay out of her life.”

How dare he. Who the hell did he think he was? Demanding that I stay out of Jess’ life. Jess was mine and would always be mine. I would never think of hurting her. She doesn’t even know what it is I do and I intend to keep it that way. And I as hell didn’t need some shit like him telling me.

“Watch what you’re saying, asshole.” Jordan’s hands were already on Louis.

It all happened in a blur. Louis grabbed Jordan by the neck and pinned him against the wall. “Don’t even think of touching me again. Or I’ll have you dragged back here in a blink of an eye,” Louis snarled.

“Ahem.” It was David. “Was that a threat? It sure sounded like a threat to me. Hmm...if I recall, Internal Affairs doesn’t take too lightly to threats made by police officers on innocent civilians. Am I right, Inspector Yip?”

Louis glared angrily at David but released his grip on Jordan all the same.

David grinned. “Thank you, Inspector Yip. I presume we can leave now?”