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.

left, Rachel took Mary to a nearby hospital to treat

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

hint of melancholy

know who Mary thought of. All she knew was Mary and her belonged to the same kind

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

attended to Mary’s

faced Mary, his ears turned slightly red. “It might

of pain,” said

and waited. Then, her

It was David.

His voice

knew that news of the street

gently,

room. She sat on a bench in the corridor and briefly recounted the

of the incident, he would undoubtedly initiate an

was indeed something suspicious about those

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

behavior of the individuals

was off, and their choice of target was also

“I’ve

“Okay.”

got up and returned

wound was taken care of, the two

they parted ways, Rachel drove to the

her. “Miss Green, should we reschedule today’s itinerary for

her schedule and not allow anyone to disturb her. It was a day when she would disappear from sight, just like

she

indifferently and

door, and walked

blink of an eye, it was the