Alvin Morgan shot Beta Morgan a glance, and he instantly went quiet.
The investigator from The Martial Affairs Bureau saw Alvin Morgan about to carry her off and immediately walked over. "Young Lord Morgan, she hasn't given her statement yet."
"I'll take her tomorrow."
The investigator looked like he wanted to say more but held his tongue, ultimately letting them go.
It wasn't a long walk from the hospital to their apartment, only about fifteen minutes through the back alleys.
Alvin Morgan had watched the museum's security footage. That heavy kick from the lunatic, in particular, had been horrifying to watch, making his heart clench.
The surveillance footage was black and white and had many blind spots. What happened between the two of them later wasn't caught on camera at all.
