Chapter 445

'Suing them would be too merciful to them. I'm going to grind their bones to dust to make them get a taste of what they have done to my son!' Actually, Marie did not know that no one had abused Solomon. He hurt his own voice chord, and the bruises and cuts on his body were his own doing. Officer Freeman might hate him, but he gave Solomon three meals a day. Otherwise, her son would not have found the strength to bang his head against the wall. But she did not care about all that; she just felt sorry to see her son's condition and glared at the police officers who came after her. "I will call Mr. Wyance now and ask him to find the best lawyer in San Joto for my son. All of you aren't going to get away from this," she said sinisterly. Solomon's expression turned heinous upon hearing what his mother said. He stared at the police officers, thinking he had found help. "How many times have I told you not to touch me, but you all wouldn't listen? You all will soon find out who you are me