Kyrell gave Luther a nod, impressed by his strict and firm bearing. The reporters needed someone like him. Otherwise, they'd never listen and continue to throw their weight around as if the world owed them.
Luther just smiled helplessly as they entered the police station together. "You'll have to wait for some time. I don't think the reporters will leave this soon."
"They're a menace. They will wait for sure. After all, our car is still outside and Miss Lawrence is yet to leave." Kyrell turned to Sienna who was lost in thoughts. Her brows were knitted together as she chewed on her lower lip. Something was bothering her for sure. But he couldn't quite decipher what had perturbed her now.
"Miss Lawrence, you may want to sit for some time. The reporters are still outside," Luther said, approaching the woman who was oblivious to everything around her.
