Chapter 878: Summon Haley, and a Private Chat
Soon, Molly’s four limbs were bound together as she lay on the couch.
Even so, she was still struggling hard to get to the briefcase with the revolver that was on it.
“Luke…” Richard’s heart couldn’t help but ache when he looked at his daughter.
Luke raised his hand and said, “I won’t keep her restrained. That’s the only thing I can do for now. Also, I need to call a professional psychiatrist to check Molly’s condition. She treated Molly before. Do you agree?”
Richard and his wife, Novena, looked at their struggling daughter and the revolver on the table. After a brief silence, Richard nodded with great difficulty. “I agree. But… can she keep it a secret?”
He couldn’t help but look at the revolver again.
Luke said, “She’s a professional psychiatrist. She won’t casually divulge patient information.”
He then left the room to call Haley.
After Luke briefly explained what had happened, Haley immediately said that she would be there soon.
It wasn’t because she was warmhearted, but because it sounded like Molly was under some high-level hypnotism.
Not everyone could perform such advanced hypnosis.
In fact, 99.99% of psychologists had never seen such advanced hypnosis.
For them and regular people, these were products of the imagination that only existed in movies.
Haley was an extremely knowledgeable woman with outstanding capability. She had only heard of something like this from some of the bigshots in the circle by chance.
Now, a real case had actually appeared before her eyes. How could she let it slip through her fingers?
Just as she put on her coat and picked up her keys, a woman’s voice came from behind her. “Haley, don’t you have the day off today?”
As she tidied up her clothes, Haley said quickly, “Margaret, I have good news for you. Do you remember Detective Luke from Los Angeles? He works under your friend, Elsa. He’s looking for me.”
Margaret was stunned. “He’s here on a work trip?”
Haley smiled. “No; he and his boss Elsa transferred to NYPD. Are you happy?”
Margaret said, “What? Elsa’s here? Then…”
Knowing what Margaret was thinking, Haley nodded. “You can talk to them. They’re trustworthy people, and they’ll keep your whereabouts a secret. Let’s discuss this when I’m back tonight, okay?”
Margaret said, “That’s great. I’ve been cooped up for months. It feels like I’m in jail.”
Haley opened the door. “Didn’t you make a new friend in school? Also, being in prison is better than being in a coffin.”
Hearing that, Margaret s.h.i.+vered, as if scared by an image of herself in a coffin.
She only came back to herself after the door closed. “No, you can’t see anything if you’re dead! But lying underground alone is really scary.”
She s.h.i.+vered again. “Don’t think about that. Let me think how to surprise Elsa instead.”
After the call, Luke entered the room and waved at Jessica. “Miss Jones, please come out.”
Jessica raised her head in confusion. “What?”
Luke said, “I need to talk to you in private.”
After a brief pause, Jessica stood up and left, but her steps were hesitant.
Standing in the corner where the building’s stairs were, Luke asked her directly, “Do you have anything to say about what just happened?”
Jessica bit her lip. “What do you mean?”
The smile on Luke’s face was gone. He said indifferently, “I agreed with you before that letting Molly’s family leave was a good choice, but it turns out that I was wrong and you were wrong. Running away won’t solve the problem, and will only lead to more tragedy. So, I have to ask you this: Miss Jones, do you have any other leads on Kilgrave?”
Jessica’s lips trembled, and she subconsciously wrapped her arms around herself, as if she were cold.
Luke observed the young and beautiful woman in silence.
She had curly, dark hair, fair skin, and red lips. She was a beauty that most people would appreciate.
She was wearing a black sweater, a black leather jacket, a large gray scarf, and a pair of tight jeans.
Coupled with the way she was trembling slightly, she looked even more pitiful and could easily trigger a man’s desire to protect her.
Luke, however, didn’t feel anything.
He had seen plenty of beautiful women, from famous stars like Jennifer Perry and Sheerah, to wealthy young ladies like Jenny and Karen Thompson, and finally to experienced female detectives like Elizabeth and Agent Palmer.
Not to mention that there was Selina, whose physique and temperament continued to improve. He was very resistant to beautiful women, especially at work.
The fact that Kilgrave had almost caused a family tragedy right under his nose made Luke even more p.i.s.sed.
He wouldn’t vent his anger on the woman in front of him. She should be one of Kilgrave’s victims, but he had to know what the lunatic was up to.
Perhaps, he had done something like this before?
Jessica didn’t say anything for a long time.
Luke continued pressing her. “Miss Jones, you saw what happened just now. For Molly’s family’s sake, I believed you when you said that you didn’t know anything. However, all of us have now personally experienced it for ourselves; it’s more dangerous for us if we don’t know anything about Kilgrave.”
Looking at the changes in Jessica’s expression, he continued, “I don’t mean to force you to tell me everything, but at least tell me the clues you’re willing to tell me. I won’t ask anything else.”
Jessica lowered her head and leaned against the wall behind her, her toes subconsciously scuffing the floor.
A moment later, she finally said, “His name is Zebediah Kilgrave. He has a special ability to control other people and make them do whatever he wants them to do.”
She fell silent again.
Pondering for a moment, Luke asked, “How effective is this control? Does anyone remember what happened while they’re under it?”
Jessica trembled again, and she suddenly chanted, “Main Street, Birch Street, Higgins Drive, Colbart Lane…”