With that one sentence, it snuffed out the last bit of sympathy from Chloe..
Chloe rang the doorbell of Room 701, and after a while, a faint voice came through the door: "...Who?"
Chloe said firmly, "Jennifer, it's me. We've handled Jeff. Open the door."
After a series of squeaking sound of dragging the sofa, a crack was opened at the door, revealing the face of Jennifer who seemed like as if she had survived an earthquake.
When she saw Chloe, Jennifer was touched.
After Jeff was at the door, she was hiding in the bathroom. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was inappropriate. Jennifer felt bad for Chloe who left her husband and ran back to the apartment on her first night. Who knew what her mother-in-law might say to her.
With her swollen red eyes and tear marks on her face, Jennifer said, "You shouldn't have come."
Chloe gave her best friend a warm smile. "I can never leave you behind."
Sam took out a cigarette packet from his pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth. After lighting it and taking a deep breath, Sam asked impatiently, "So, what about that rope?"
Jennifer nodded. "Yes. I'll get it right away!"
All of them worked together to tie Jeff up, Owen, who got Sam's call, led the team up the stairs and shouted, "Freeze! Put your hand up!"
A shower of green dots swept through the crowd and finally landed on Sam's forehead. Holding the gun, Owen was stunned and hurriedly raised his arm with his fist clenched. "Hold your fire!"
"Hey brother," Sam slowly raised his hand and said in no hurry and with no fear, "Help me."
Chloe was amused by Sam's reaction. Looking at Jeff being tied up in the corner of the wall, it was all Sam's doing and he still dared to "yell for help"?
Owen took off his explosive-proof mask and seemed agitated, "What's going on here?"
Before answering Sam's call, Owen was having a good time with Nora. When he heard that his baby brother was in trouble, he jumped out of bed and geared up in his bedroom, leaving Nora there.
To not alert their parents, Owen snuck out out of the house, summoned his team and called for ambulance. All those efforts were spent just to 'save' Sam!
Sam put his arm around Owen's shoulder with a smile, "What's wrong brother? Are you mad?"
"Are you kidding me? Do you want to scare me to death? If anything happens to you, I have to answer to mom and dad!"
Sam chuckled, seemed to feel satisfied with the outcome.
Owen couldn't risk the possibility of his younger brother and sister-in-law getting hurt at all. He signalled his team and escorted Jeff, a suspected terrorist, to the police car downstairs.
"Let's move out!"
"Yes Sir!"
Owen's was ready to leave when Sam caught up with him. "Hey, brother."
Owen's left foot was in an injury before, so it took him great efforts to turn around. He asked, "What now?"
This man's a wife-hitter, keep an eye on him and educate him if you can." Sam said.
Owen understood and said, "Got it."
Although he was technically abusing power, Owen had strong pulls in the force which could be very useful sometimes. For the Boltons brothers, having power was to protect the weak.
The night was as dark. Sam saw the police car leaving by looking through the small window by the stairs. After that, he asked the manager with his usual tone, "Does Jeff Adams live here for good or just a tenant?"
"A tenant. He is from the countryside. He has only started working here in the city for less than half a year. He likes to gamble and drinks when he has nothing to do. When he loses money, he goes home and find his wife."
Sam had a quick thought and took out a pen and a cheque book from his jacket pocket. He neatly added a few zeros on it and said, "Do whatever it takes. Make him move."
It was not a problem when one could solve it with money. The manager gave him a smile so big as if he found diamonds in a gold mine. He carefully put away the money. "You got it boss."
In Room 701.
Chloe warmed some milk for Jennifer who was shocked from the experience. She turned around and walked out from the tiny kitchen, bringing the cup of milk to her best friend, who was curled up in a chair.
Jennifer reached out and took it. Her eyes were filled with gratitude. "Thanks for everything you guys did tonight. Chloe, now that Jeff is gone, how about you just..."
Chloe knew exactly what Jennifer was about to say. "Tonight, I'll stay with you."
Sam had just wrapped up his plan with the property manager and stepped into the apartment. When he heard Chloe, his eyes darkened.
Jennifer noticed the displeasure from Sam and did not dare to take her offer. "No, you don't have to. Go back with your husband. It's not dangerous here anymore. And I'm a big girl now. You think I can't take care of myself?"
Sam thought it was the greatest mercy to allow Chloe running around town on their wedding night. How could he let her to stay overnight somewhere else? Sam commanded, "Chloe Stark, come home with me now."
Seeing Chloe did not react to Sam's command, Jennifer tried even harder to keep Chloe from staying, "I promise you. If there was anything, I'd definitely call you immediately. Is that okay?"
Chloe nodded with reluctance. "...All right then."
The moon was calm as a lake, in the sky sparkling with stars. The neon lights on the streets spread to every corner of the Detroit and finally covered the white sports car at the intersection of the red light.
Inside the car, Sam tapped the steering wheel with his slender fingers and suddenly said, "Chloe Stark, don't you think I deserve something from what I did today?"
Dozing off, Chloe was startled awake after hearing Sam's words.
Look at Sam sideways, his face was already right in front of him. This man was the embodiment of grace and elegance, and his eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars.
When he looked at her, it seemed like he was staring at the love of his life.
"The love of his life?" Chloe thought she could only find that in Fantasyland.