Chapter 977 In Hawaii (IV)
When Danny told him that his ex-wife's current husband, his daughter's stepfather, Stan Edwards, was a wealthy businessman, Jack had no idea until he saw the mansion they lived in.
After the car entered the gate, there were two stone lions of equal size on the left and right of the driveway. They were not Chinese-style stone lions with round heads and round brains stepping on hydrangeas, but sculptures carved from marble with obvious ancient Greek style.
The neatly trimmed lawns on both sides of the driveway added up to the size of about three or four basketball courts. At the corner was a small fountain that was nearly two people tall and also carved from marble.
The house was a modern-style villa with a light steel structure. The area of the garage alone was almost as large as the entire bungalow of an ordinary family.
"Rachel, do you have a housemaid?" Jack looked at the half-open door of the villa and felt something was wrong.
"No, I locked the door when I left." Rachel, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also noticed that the situation was not good.
Danny, who was playing with his daughter in the back seat of the Camaro, looked over and took out his mobile phone to call the police.
"911, what's the emergency?" The police officer at the alarm center asked calmly on the phone.
"I'm Detective Danny Williams, my police number is 7576, please send two police cars to 4347 Curio-Summer Street, there may be a burglary in progress here."
"Received, the police cars are on the way."
"Thank you."
Seeing Danny hang up the phone, Jack opened the car door and got out of the car, one hand on the pistol behind his waist, while paying attention to the movement in the villa.
"Danny, it's better to let Rachel drive Grace to the street first."
Danny kissed his daughter's little face, "Little monkey, you have to go for a ride with your mother, it only takes 5 minutes at most, you can see me before you finish saying "I love you Danno", OK?"
The little girl stared with her big black and white eyes, and nodded sensibly.
After Danny struggled to climb out of the two-door four-seater sports car from the reclined seat, Rachel quickly loosened the seat belt, switched from the passenger seat to the driver's seat, and backed out.
Jack went to Hawaii for vacation after all, and only brought his SIG Sauer P320-XTen sidearm. He had to go through many declaration procedures before taking the plane, but it just came in handy now.
He and Danny carefully searched the house one after another, and found that the house was empty. Then they returned to the door and explained the situation to the HPD (Honolulu Police Department) who came after receiving the call.
Danny's face was very ugly. In addition to the fact that his daughter's room was also turned upside down, which made him feel threatened, there were other reasons.
Of course, Jack knew why. Any man would feel uncomfortable when seeing the photos in the villa, those intimate photos of his daughter and ex-wife with other men.
"The valuables in the couple's bedroom are all there, including jewelry and expensive watches, but the traces of searching are obvious. The other party has a purpose."
Jack seemed to be communicating with Danny, but in fact he was also speaking to Rachel, who was standing at the door of the house and had not yet recovered.
"So why don't you go in and pack some of Grace's and your things?" Danny's meaning was obvious. He wanted Rachel to stay outside with her daughter temporarily.
Rachel looked blankly at the house that had been cordoned off, and then looked at Danny and was speechless, "You mean..."
"Before Jack and I figure out what's going on, I suggest that you and Grace stay in a hotel for a few days." Danny suggested.
"I have already informed Stan. He is already on the return flight and will land in at most an hour. I will discuss it with him when he gets home."
Rachel subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was frightened by Danny's sudden serious expression.
"You have two choices now. Either you take my daughter to live in the Hilton Hotel, or she will live with her real father, the man who loves her most in the world, tonight."
Rachel looked at the man in front of her and suddenly felt a little strange, although he was once her husband. After a while, she adjusted her expression, "I'll go in and pack some clothes."
Looking at the back of his ex-wife disappearing in the house, Danny sighed, "I dare to bet my last tie that this matter is definitely related to Stan."
"Is there really someone wearing a tie in Hawaii?" Jack looked at the time on his watch suspiciously.
"Rachel said that Stan Edwards will land in at most an hour. Can you find his flight? Maybe I can help to pick up your ex-wife's current husband."
Danny took out his mobile phone directly, "I'll ask Kono to help check it. She is best at this kind of thing."
Ten minutes later, the silver Camaro was driving on the highway to Honolulu International Airport, and Danny, sitting in the passenger seat, was still talking nonstop.
"I feel very uncomfortable. To be honest, I haven't recovered from the shock yet. What happened just now has shortened my life by at least 5 years."
"No, you are fine. If you hadn't been hit by a bullet while dealing with the criminals, you would have lived a long life. The pleasant climate in Hawaii keeps your body functioning well."
Jack patted his shoulder and released a long-term healing spell. He found that his "uncle" was as strong as a bull, not like a middle-aged man over 40. At least he didn't have to worry about hardware problems when he went to the beach to pick up bikini girls.
He turned his head and glanced at Danny's face, trying to persuade him, "In fact, you should accompany Rachel and Grace to the hotel. I said you can leave this matter to me, but the look on your face now makes me Somewhat worried.”
Danny frowned and looked at Jack who was driving with some confusion, "What's wrong with my face? I'm normal now. You are also a policeman, and federal agents are also policemen, right? Tell me, what do you think about Stan and what happened today?" Are these things related?"
"I agree with you on this, but as a profiler for the FBI, Danny, my dear 'uncle'... uh."
Jack felt a little awkward. The repetition rate of old and American names was too high, just like him and Rachel, or the "Uncle Danny" in front of him and New York's Danny Regan.
"As a not-so-experienced psychological profiler, your expression at this moment tells me that you and I went to the airport not to pick up someone, but to beat up someone who made you very unhappy."
"Of course I have reason to be angry, my daughter lives in that house and the room where she sleeps is also messed up every night.
If I find out that Stan is indeed related to this matter, I will 'encourage' him and let him tell everything he knows. Danny was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of his head as he spoke.
"But you are also a police officer. You still have a pistol and a police badge in your waist. You will mess everything up." Jack tried his best to appease this serious "daughter control".
"I know that the governor of Hawaii has given a lot of power to Five-O, but I believe that if you are taken to court for this kind of thing, what you will lose may not be your job, but something more important.
Thinking about custody of Grace, why did you move all the way from New Jersey to Hawaii? Do you want to lose your daughter again? Trust me, there's no need to overcomplicate things. "
Jack's words hit Danny directly, making him deflate instantly like a popped balloon.