Facade of Love

Chapter 34 The Body Is Missing

“She left,” Idris said, his dark eyes still fixed on me. This man was much taller than me, and talking to him with my head tilted back made my neck hurt, so I simply avoided any further conversation.

I tore open the hydrogen peroxide and cotton balls to treat his wound, which was indeed deep. I could see the many layers under his skin split open. I could not help but gasp inwardly–that seemingly tiny life was really very sharp. If it had been a ⠀man attacking, I feared that Idris‘ hand would have been forever ruined.

He hissed in pain, perhaps because I had been too rough.

old coldly. “Bear with

I paused for a moment, looked up at him with a dark face, and the pain. I’m not Moore. I can’t give you any sweet, soft words ”

He just smiled silently at me.

I did not want to talk to him any more than necessary. I quickly treated his wound and cleaned up the trash, then listened in to the police officers nearby.

I could not help but look over when I heard voices from their direction, only to see a mutilated puppy lying in the opened trunk. It had probably been there for days and was somewhat decomposed.

officer looked puzzled after checking the scene and frowned at me. “Ms. Scott, what’s going on

baffled and glanced at Benett’s wife. She seemed to be in a daze, looking at

me earlier in the cafe, saying helplessly, “I don’t get it either. She didn’t seem to be lying at the time, which is why I asked

statement, and try to get in touch with the person she claims was

Sophia Sanchez and she was in her forties. If not for learning her age, I would have always thought she was just in

the same story she told me in the cafe, but when the police

the front

to Tully City five days ago and had not returned. I got his contact number from

stabbed him over and over again.

pool of blood in the living room. At first, the police thought it was human blood, but after testing, they

could not confirm the situation for the time being, they stayed at Sophia’s

a hurry to leave. Idris, on the other hand, was receiving one phone call after another. I did not need to guess to know it was Moore

help but sneer. “You seem

at his phone but at me, asking, “When do you

no plans to leave. I’m also curious about what’s going on here. I want to know whether Benett