StarNovelChapter 551 James accompanied Briony to the police station.
The drive from Skybreeze Retreat was slow, deliberately so-James kept his foot easy on the gas, giving Briony every chance to speak. He waited, half expecting her to break the silence, to ask questions or even just sigh. But she never did. All the way to the station, she sat beside him, silent and unnervingly calm.
When they finally pulled up to the station, James switched off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt. He turned to Briony and said quietly, "Bryn, we're here." Her lashes fluttered. She undid her seatbelt and pushed open the door. Outside, a light rain was still falling, soft and steady.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJames opened his umbrella and walked around to her side, holding it over her head as she stepped out. She didn't thank him, just started toward the entrance, determined and distant.
Inside the station, Cedric Clarke, Carl, and Lorna were already waiting. They'd finished giving their statements but stayed behind for Briony. The air in the waiting room was heavy, thick with unspoken questions and dread.
It wasn't until Briony stepped across the threshold into the station that everything started to feel real. For a moment, her mind flashed back to the day her mother drowned herself in the river-how utterly she'd understood, even then, that her life was about to fracture.
She knew, with a cold certainty, what kind of news was coming.
Soon after, Briony was called alone into an interview room. Because she owned the car at the center of the explosion, she had both a right to know the details and an obligation to cooperate with the investigation.
But what did Briony really know? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
They told her someone had planted a timed explosive under her car. The blast was powerful, but thankfully, Stewart had managed to drive the vehicle to an abandoned pier at the last moment. The car exploded only after it plunged into the water, sparing any bystanders from harm.
But the car was gone. Stewart was gone. The divers cup empty-handed— there was nothing left to recover. According to the surveillance footage nearby, Stewart's chances of survival were close to zero.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter explaining what they knew, the officer started the formal questioning.
"Ms. Kensington, what was your relationship with Mr. Stewart?" "He was my ex-husband-the father of my two children." "And what were you doing at the amusement park with Mr. Stewart this morning?" "He's leaving the country soon. The kids were begging to ride the Ferris wheel one last time." "Did you notice anyone suspicious at the park? Or did Mr. Stewart behave unusually when you left?" Briony searched her memory. "He was going to put our daughter in my car, but then-for sreason-he changed his mind. He insisted Ltake both kids in his car instead, and his assistant drove us home. Stewart said Ms. Riley would pick him up." "Did you sense anything out of the ordinary at the time?" || Briony's lashes trembled again. She hesitated for a few seconds, then looked up at the officer. "Maybe. But the kids were crying and Stewart was so insistent, I just left with them." When you have children, the veľ moment you sense danger, your first instinct is always to protect them no matter what st just human nature.
The questioning lasted half an hour. Through it all, Briony stayed om composed answering every question directly and clearly, hiding nothing. At last, it was over.
She stepped out of the interview room. James was waiting in the hall and immediately hurried over. "Bryn, are you alright?" She gave him a faint, almost forced smile. "I'm fine. They said they'll take care of the rest-I'm free to go."
James glanced over at Cedric, Carl, and Lorna. Of all of them, Cedric and Lorna would understand the situation with Stewart best.
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