Chapter 470 Reopen

There were many possibilities but a pure coincidence. Anya couldn't take control over the cop or the system in Country A. Demanding them or questioning them might not be effective.

Thus Anya painted her face with a faint smile when she turned to the cop, "I got it. Thank you, sir." Her polite voice failed to hide a hint of coldness.

Then she turned to Mark who concealed his smile and responded to her, "Young Madam, give me a minute." He ran up to the temporary shelter to change his stained clothes.

Leaving the cop to fume, Anya asked Zane to be in the car with Mark before going closer to the trucks where the pungent smell of gas was lingering in the air.

Going around the trucks, studying the scene and traces, Anya noticed the dashboard in both trucks. Going back and forth around the area for inspection, Anya returned with bullet shells holding them in a tissue.

Placing them on the cop's car bonnet, Anya asked placidly, "I found these shells from the blind point on the other side of the road." She paused, analyzing the accident, "I would like to take a look at the autopsy reports." If the truck tires were shot, the truck wouldn't have flipped over so her guess was at least one of the drivers was shot.

The cop was shocked for a moment looking at the bullet shells. He looked at Anya wondering how she might know about the bullets but brushing his thoughts assuming she was from a wealthy family in Narnia and might have armed guards.

Anyway, he didn't take her seriously. He argued back as he had seen the skeletons of the dead bodies in the trucks, "Mrs. Matthews, the bodies are burnt in the explosion. What do you want the report for?" His tone was increased in pitch and tried to be assertive over Anya.

Anya slowly breathed and held back from being authoritative, by reminding herself that she was in a different country and she was a foreigner there.

She agrees that they might not know the cause of death from the skeletons but they will get to know if there was any injury to bones caused by the bullet.

She was calm without losing her patience. She wasn't there to teach them the investigation process and she could be wrong with her analysis. So she changed her way of approach as the representative of Skylark.

"As the truck and insurance company accepted this as an accident, why am I not allowed to take a look at the autopsy reports? We are answerable to our staff and the families." Her calm and composed voice gave goosebumps to the cop.

Logan Wilson who went to assist Anya heard the question and spoke for her. "Captain Braden, Young Madam is a former special officer from Narnia. We would be grateful if you could provide a bit of support."

Captain Braden flashed a fake smile at Logan Wilson who had connections with the ministry of country A. It slowly registered to his mind that Anya was a Special Officer. That meant, Anya knew the process of investigation and found the mishap.

Logan and Anya witnessed the captain's eyes widen in panic and his smile turned stiff for a few seconds. Logan realized things weren't as simple as they looked. Busy with the rescue operation, PR, and Anya's arrival, he had completely overlooked the investigation process.

He turned to Anya, "Young Madam, my team will get you the required information you need." His voice was clear and crisp, a warning to the captain for playing dirty.

Captain Braden tried to cut in with awkward laughter, "Mr. Wilson, we- we will assist Young Madam- Matthews. It will also help with my investigation."

Anya noticed Logan was about to agree with Captain but she didn't want a corrupted cop to give her any more details or alert the instigator about her progress.

"I don't have all day." Her voice chilled the air when she chose to take complete control of the company. She took a picture of the bullet shells and narrowed her eyes at the cop. "Reopen the case and begin the investigation." Because she doesn't accept the results and they found fresh evidence. She might be from a different country but most of the process and format don't change from country to country.

Anya strode towards Zane as she demanded a response from Logan. "How could the legal team accept the investigation so easily?" She could understand Logan was busy with everything so, "I want to meet them asap."

Logan: "…"

He hadn't expected her to be so overbearing. He obeyed the orders and dialed the legal team who were on the other side of the scene.

Anya's face softened looking at her son beaming. She kneeled on the ground in front of Zane and smiled, "Baby, could you be with uncle Mark? Momma is going to find the bad boys, it won't be safe for you."

Zane wanted to be with her but knew bad boys would harm them. So he pointed at the rescue group, "Momma, may I watch here? Uncle Mark said, "It's the work site of Chipmunk Monster." He wanted to learn about Alvin's work.

Anya looked at the open field. She didn't know about the troublemaker who could be notorious. She didn't want to take the chance of an open attack in her absence. "We will visit with Alvin." That way, Alvin could explain to Zane about the archaeological site and his work method.

Zane wrapped his arms around her neck as an indication of acceptance, "All the best, Mommy. I will wait for you." He held her face and softly pressed his lips on her forehead. That he had learned from his Chipmunk Monster to bring a pleasing smile to her face.

Mark was a bit hesitant to leave Anya alone but it was crucial to keep Zane safe so he escorted Zane far from there and safe from the evil eyes

Once Zane left in the helicopter, she turned to the legal team of four. Skipping the pleasantries, "Why did you agree with the investigation conclusion?"

The middle-aged man responded, "Young Madam, we have watched the dashboard camera recording. It was a pure accident. A driver lost control over the truck."

Anya headed towards the shelter where the excavation team was present. The legal team, Logan, had to follow her without knowing what she was up to.

After greeting them and asking about their condition, Anya asked an important question, "May I know if any one of you noticed the trucks in the past weeks during these three months?"

A lady stood up from her chair rubbing her eyeglasses, "Come to think of it, Young Madam, it's the first time I have noticed the trucks. The roads were barely visible when we arrived for the first time here."

Logan and the legal team: "…"

The other two agreed with her and the lady continued, "Then President Matthews repaired the roads as it was a bit troublesome for us to travel or safely move the artifacts."

Anya thanked them and turned to the legal team. "You have one job to do. You aren't working for the cops to agree with what they say or accept what they show. Your job is to doubt and question everything to find the truth out."

The legal team lowered their heads without understanding how things turned when Anya came. Everything looked simple when they looked into the situation.

Anya commanded, "Go, monitor the investigation, and reach the Global oil and gas, truck, and insurance company about the same for their cooperation."

Soon the tense atmosphere at the scene turned intense as the words passed on lips that it wasn't an accident. Likewise, the words about it fell on the ears who had manipulated the whole situation in their favor.

With a driver, Anya headed to the Global Oil and gas plant where there will be a registry about the trucks and the route details of the burnt-down trucks.

She had reached just halfway when the three cars blocked them and surrounded them with ten blurry men.

Anya: "..."