Jean Quincy was intimidated by his gaze and reflexively nodded.
Kevin Whitlock's impression of Aurora Sinclair had already hit rock bottom.
Based on the evidence from the crime scene, she was the prime suspect.
Although the victim might have been the silver-haired fugitive they'd been pursuing, her vicious killing intent was enough to make anyone question her motives.
"What is your relationship?"
"She's… my cousin…"
Kevin Whitlock frowned, his eyes flashing with anger. "Isn't your cousin the Young Master of the Quincy Family?"
Jean Quincy trembled and said fearfully, "That's my cousin from the core lineage..."
Kevin Whitlock sized her up for another moment before saying sharply, "Come give your statement."
Kevin Whitlock led Jean Quincy to the back of the house.
It had originally been a lounge with two rooms, an inner and an outer one, but it had been converted into a temporary interrogation room.
"What is Aurora Sinclair's real Combat Power?"
