Chapter 28 Owed an Explanation

Natasha buried her face in Luther's chest, her shoulders trembling violently. "I… I didn't get a good look at them… Their faces were covered, and I was too scared. I don't remember anything. All I heard… was them mentioning your name while they were talking to each other." "Is that so?" asked Cressida. She finally looked away from Natasha and turned to Luther. "Call the police." Luther was stunned. Cressida elaborated impassively, "Since the abductors are real, and they mentioned my name, then we should let the police get to the bottom of this. They can check Natasha's call history, the factory's surveillance footage, and any traces left on Natasha's body. "After that, they can take her to the police station and have her describe the abductors' physical characteristics to a sketch artist. They're bound to find some clues like that, right?" She gazed calmly at him, throwing every question he'd asked her right back at him. "Right, Luther Strudwick?" Luther felt his heart clench a