Chapter 14: They're The Devil's Herd Gang

Kate had an X-Ray at the nearest general hospital. After viewing the X-ray, the doctor said, "Your soft tissues are injured. Luckily it missed the really important parts a little bit, your bones are intact." Everyone let out a sigh of relief. Sergeant York was still frowning. He asked, "What is the cause of this injury?" "Probably a thump from a metal club or something like that," answered the doctor. Sergeant York glanced at Ed sternly. Ed threw up his hands, "Don't look at me. I don't have anything in my hands. You can search for me." Sergeant York curved up his lips. "Why so nervous? I didn't say you did it. You were with your friends earlier, weren't you? Today is the birthday of your ex-boss, Dan Gilbert. You guys just left the Golden Bar, didn't you?" John's face paled. Sergeant York turned his eyes from him to Kate. "You can sue them," York said in an official tone. Kate looked muddled. He explained, "This is an intentional injury. You can take legal action for compensation. We will investigate and assist in providing evidence." Defying his expectations, Kate stated categorically, "I fell somewhere accidentally." "Where?" Sergeant York asked while squinting at her. A twinkle came into Kate's eyes. She answered calmly, "On the steps of the internet bar nearby." Everyone was stupefied. There was indeed an internet bar on the 2nd floor with an outdoor iron stairway. Sergeant York's face darkened with anger. "Are you sure?" Kate nodded. "What about him?" He raised his hand and pointed to John. Just now, the lights were rather dim outside, and at that moment, it could be seen clearly that John had quite severe bruising on his face and bloodstains on the corners of his mouth. Everyone in the room stiffened. Kate looked at him nervously and saw him grit his teeth and say, "I… rolled down the stairway." Sergeant York snorted. Ed laughed, "Ho-ho!" He said innocently, "You did me wrong, didn't you? I'm a law-abiding citizen. You can't blame me for everything bad due to some past issues." Sergeant York also laughed and said, "Then you'd better stay away from that gang. You're now a regular employee of a large corporation. Even if not for yourself, you have to behave for the sake of your corporation and for Mr. Fox. Chasin is the star enterprise of our state. It is under the spotlight." John nodded hurriedly and put on a modest expression. "You're right, sir. I surely will take a lesson from this and not make trouble for our company." Before leaving, Sergeant York took a long glance at Sarah, who had been hiding. She regained her calm demeanor at the moment Sergeant York left, and her face became pale after the shock of this incident. She felt that the sergeant might have seen through everything. In a cab on their way back, John cursed indignantly on the back seat, "Son of a bitch! That was too much! Kate, were you beaten dumb? Why did you conceal the truth from them? Too good for them!" Sarah, who had been silent, chipped in, "You're an idiot yourself. Do you know who they are? They're the Devil's Herd gang." It went without saying that there were several underworld gangs in every city, and the so-called Devil's Herd was currently flourishing. They were also surely the most savage gang operating in Los Angeles currently. They had relationships with big guys in all relevant departments, and everyone turned a blind eye to them. People who suffered from them had to take it as bad luck to avoid further involvement with them. Hearing Sarah's words, John became furious. He twisted his neck, turned back to her, and cursed, "Damn it! It was all because of you! You had nearly killed Kate. You go on taking your drugs, and they will kill you soon one way or another." Sarah wanted to talk back, but seeing his swollen face, suppressed herself. Kate hurried to make peace. "It is lucky it ended up this way. John, are you OK? Do you need to go to the hospital and have a checkup?" John replied with his neck upright, "I'm OK. The sticks were just tickling for me. I'm a strong man." "But…" Kate knew beatings by iron sticks weren't fun. "What if your bones are broken?" John felt a lump in his throat. "Stop worrying about others. You thought we were as naïve as you."