Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Rachel watched as the local coroner, accompanied by a few somber-faced deputies, gently moved Jackson's body onto a stretcher.

The air was thick with the scent of pine and tragedy as the coroner began his grim examination.

Abner, his face shadowed by the brim of his baseball cap, spoke up from the sidelines. "Check Phoebe too, will ya? Maybe there's

something fishy about her death as well."

Rachel shot him a glance, her green eyes sharp, but this tshe didn't object.

The results cback faster than anyone expected: both deaths were eerily similar, a fatal puncture to the brain with a sharp

needle.

Tobias, pale as the moon and only eleven years old, suddenly choked on his tears, his voice breaking the heavy silence. "It was

Queena. I saw her touch Phoebe's head, and then she just fell over. Queena's the killer."

His words were met with immediate disbelief. After all, Queena wasn't just anyone; she was the town's sole doctor, a woman of

education who had studied abroad.

Voices rose up in protest.

"Cut the kid sslack, he doesn't know what he's saying. Queena just treated his dad's injury last week!"

"Yeah, and why would she harm your dad, kiddo? They had no beef."

"Tobias, you're heartless! Has Queena ever been anything but kind to you?"

Tobias shrank back, suddenly unsure. It was true, Queena had always been good to him. But ever since Phoebe's incident, he'd

grown afraid of her.

Rachel, sensing the shift in the crowd, raised her hand for silence. Her gaze swept over the townsfolk. "Where's Queena?"

only then that they realized Queena was nowhere to be found. Hadn't she just

made their way to Queena's house, only to find it

stone-cold; a suspect on

no tcontacting the county police, rallying everyone to

missing. Could

to the county, taking the unconscious lan with

was oblivious to

seized the opportunity to escape

taking the keys.

her, and no one

of the bus driver's

was about to pursue by

a moment before leading

a stack of cash amounting to ten

own crew.

took off, chasing down Queena's

lan, drove aimlessly towards the county. But the county police had already set up

open lan's mouth, pushing a pill down his throat,

blood.

county's toll

prepared to hand Queena over to the

the bus.

Queena was so intent on hiding. When he saw lan's face, he couldn't

man who had disappeared from

people still searching for him in

Abner made

"Abner?"

"We've found lan."

"Oh, what?"

back to Greenfield, but his condition doesn't look good. I've got Queena

utterly confused, not even sure who Queena was. He was impatient to get the

bring them back,