Chapter 663

Detective Smith's analysis was compelling, every word solid and convincing.

And Marguerite finally understood, her mind racing as she asked, "So what you're saying is, Penelope's car accident, the one that seemed so out of the blue, might have something to do with what she was about to tell me?"

"Exactly."

had sensed something off. Why would her usually gentle friend suddenly shout over the phone? Despite the static and choppy reception, Marguerite could still hear the desperation in Penelope's voice. At the time, Marguerite thought Penelope was just anxious because they couldn't hear each other well. But it was more than that, wasn't it? What was it that Penelope had wanted to tell her? Who would be threatened by it? Marguerite didn't know. But at that moment, her heart ached like never before. If only she had been more attentive,

to explain, "The outskirts, where the accident happened, are pretty isolated, with little traffic and unfortunately, no surveillance cameras. So, we don't have the specifics of the incident, just theories. But you and Penelope were on the phone for a full minute; she definitely said more than just a few words. Luckily, we have both your phones here. We're going to try to recover the call

from the Fitzgerald family for now. They've been quite agitated since losing one of their own. If they learn there's more to Penelope's death, they might interfere with our investigation. Here's my card; it

first landing on the name: Abbey. Detective Abbey Caldwell. With a weak smile,

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