Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

The belongings and such weren’t the most crucial, but rather the personal items in the bag, such as the driver’s license and bank cards.

After pondering for a moment, Mary thought it would be safest to call the police.

When the police arrived, they conducted a brief recording of the statements from Mary and Rachel. Another team was dispatched to search the surrounding area. Eventually, Rachel’s bag was discovered near a trash bin.

Don handed the items to Rachel, speaking with a hint of deference. “Miss Grey, please check and see what valuable items were missing from inside.”

Normally, such a minor incident wouldn’t require the captain himself to personally intervene. However, there was no room for carelessness when it involved Rachel.

Ever since learning about Rachel’s identity, not only Don but everyone at the police station would unintentionally display a certain level of deference when they saw her.

After all, she was someone whom even Warren would show respect to.

Rachel checked her bag thoroughly. Aside from the missing cash from her wallet, everything else was intact. “I only lost some cash. Thank you for your assistance, Mr. Cole.”

Upon receiving gratitude from Rachel, Don appeared pleasantly surprised, displaying a demeanor of being honored. “It’s my duty, Miss Grey. You’re too kind.”

Next to them, Mary looked at the phone in Rachel’s bag with curiosity. “Strange. The motorcycle gangs only steal cash and not phones?”

According to their usual practice, they would take away anything valuable that could be sold. So why did they leave the phone behind?

It couldn’t be that they left it for Rachel and Mary to call the police, right?

Rachel lightly tapped her fingers on the phone lost in thought.

At that moment, Don spoke up, saying, “Nowadays, everyone’s phones have a tracking system. Perhaps they were concerned that taking the phones would lead us to track them.”

Upon hearing this, a knowing look flashed in Mary’s eyes.

“Mr. Cole, we have a lead!” one of the accompanying personnel hurriedly approached and whispered a few words to Don.

Subsequently, Don walked up to Rachel and said, “Miss Grey, if there are any updates, we will inform you as soon as possible.”

“Alright.” Rachel nodded.

group left, Rachel took Mary to

two-story balcony as a child? I had a gash on my chin, and it was bleeding a lot. The adults weren’t home, so I limped my

hint

she knew was

a strong preference for boys over girls in the Green family. It was only during her high school

attended to

red. “It might hurt a little. Please bear with

not afraid of pain,” said

stood by quietly and waited. Then, her phone

It was David.

are you?” His voice

knew that news of the

gently, “I’m

in the corridor and briefly recounted the Incident, ending with a casual question,

of the incident, he would undoubtedly initiate an

was indeed something suspicious about

with a constant flow of people, yet they singled her out directly as if she had been targeted

behavior of the individuals was indeed

was off, and their choice of

the other end of the phone, David calmly responded, “I’ve already sent someone

“Okay.”

hanging up, Rachel got up

wound was taken care of, the two went their separate

ways, Rachel drove to the company,

“Miss Green, should we reschedule today’s itinerary

with Mary, every year on this particular day, Mary would clear her schedule and not allow anyone to disturb her. It was a day when

what she had been doing all

indifferently and hung

stopped the car, opened the door, and

an eye, it was