Memories Of The Night Chapter 83: Chapter 83: She's Saved

Katrina graduated from the police academy.

Justice drives her not to give up so quickly, so she chases after the thief in determination.

The guilty thief runs desperately into deserted alleys. Unfortunately, Katrina is reluctant to give up and runs closely after him. Blinded by panic, the thief turns right and accidentally runs into a dead end.

Finding the thief trapped, Katrina stops and bends over to catch her breath.

She hasn't had such an intense workout for a long time. Her body is unable to stand it. She feels exhausted.

But fortunately, she was able to catch the thief.

Katrina looks up at the culprit. "Hand over the bag you just stole, and I'll let you go."

She just wants to help the woman get back what she lost, not embarra.s.s the thief on purpose. She won't take him to the police station as long as he cooperates and hands over the bag.

Trapped in the alley, the thief is somewhat upset.

If Katrina hadn't chased him, he would've gotten rid of the woman quickly.

The thief certainly won't give up on this roadblock of gaining money, especially against a young and slender girl. How could he compromise so easily?

The thief says with a fierce look, "Meddlesome woman! Get out of my way! Otherwise, you can't blame me for my actions!"

The thief is ready to break through Katrina's line of defense and escape to the other side. If he stays here, more people will come, and he won't be able to run away.

How can Katrina let him leave so easily?

She quickly rushes to grab the bag in his hand. "Give me the bag! This bag belongs to that lady! You can't take it!"

The thief angrily drags the bag by force. "b.i.t.c.h! Let me go!"

The thief wants to leave, but Katrina grabs the bag in his hand and refuses to let him go.

After running so hard just now, Katrina is exhausted. She knows she has to find a way to subdue the thief. A woman's strength can't compare to a man's. If they go on like this, the thief will overpower her and run away.

Katrina gets an evil look in her eyes. Gnas.h.i.+ng her teeth and gathering her strength, she finds the right place and knees the thief straight in the crotch. Then she grabs his arm and throws him to the ground while he's defenseless.

"Ah!"

While the thief lies on the ground and clutches his crotch painfully, Katrina seizes the bag from his hand.

"d.a.m.n, b.i.t.c.h! You must really want to die!"

The thief angrily takes out a dagger and picks himself up from the ground. He points the knife at Katrina, with unspeakable horror in his eyes.

Katrina is startled to see the sharp knife and the fierce expression on the thief's face. She can't help but feel frightened.

The thief looks like he wants to kill her and perish together with her.

The current situation forces Katrina into a corner she can't escape.

Katrina steps back and says, "I'm warning you. Don't act recklessly. If you leave now, nothing will happen. If you dare hurt me, the police won't let you go. Not only will they hold you for the robbery, they'll also charge you for intentional injury."

But like an outlaw, the thief completely disregards the consequences. How could he listen to Katrina?

As things stand, Katrina has to retreat cautiously to avoid his dagger and search for a chance to kick the knife out of his hands and try to escape.

Since she became a police officer, she's encountered many inconceivable cases.

Some even fight over a few dollars, resulting in one person stabbing the other to death and causing irreversible consequences.

It's similar to the thief, who wants to kill her only because she intervened in his robbery.

The thoughts of these people are horrible and obstinate. Their actions can't be explained by common logic, because they have no reason at all.

"How much do you want? I'll give it to you. But this is the money for the operation of the lady's husband. You can't take it. Please put the knife down."

Katrina tries to calm the thief as gently as possible.

But the thief roars, "I want your life!"

He rushes towards Katrina.

The bright knife flashes, making Katrina panic. She subconsciously blocks it with the bag.

The foreboding pain doesn't come. She only hears a crisp sound, and the dull thud of a fist hitting flesh.

Katrina looks up in shock and sees the two bodyguards who have been following her, grabbing the thief's arm roughly and pressing him to the ground. The dagger falls to the ground.

"Miss Miller, are you hurt?"

Katrina shakes her head. "I'm fine."

She covers her chest in shock, breathing a sigh of relief. She's saved.

Luckily, Aaron's heelers appeared. Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable.

She suddenly realizes that Aaron arranging for his heelers to follow her around isn't completely bad. They can protect her at a critical moment.

One of the heelers picks up the phone and calls the police station nearby. "There's a disgusting rat here. Send someone over to take it away."

Meanwhile, the middle-aged woman who lost her bag comes over, panting for breath. She seems to be in a state of meltdown and distress.

Katrina takes her bag and hands it to her. "Lady, here's your bag. The thief scratched it, but the money should be inside."

The thief had slashed against the outer layer of the bag, rendering it unusable.

The middle-aged woman takes the bag and opens it to check the contents. After confirming that all the money is inside, she feels relieved.

She takes Katrina's hand and cries, "Thank you! Thank you so much! If not for you, I really wouldn't know what to do!"

The bag contains their family's entire savings for over twenty years. Without it, her husband can't undergo the operation that would save his life. The girl who helped take back the money is her savior.

Moreover, the scratch on the bag and the knife on the ground tells her what just happened. The thief almost stabbed the girl. She risked her life to take back the money for a stranger.

A few simple words of grat.i.tude are far from enough to express her emotions. The middle-aged woman kneels on the ground and kowtows to express her immense grat.i.tude to Katrina.