Facade of Love

Chapter 303 Freak Accident or Foul Play?

I….

Was he hinting that he wanted to stick around too?

With that hanging in the air, I lay back, staring at the ceiling, my head pounding.

Maybe it was the presence of my two knights in shining armor, but I actually dozed off. By the time I woke up, night had fallen.

The room was empty, yet a low murmur of voices in the hall could be heard.

Groggy and stiff, I swung my legs out of bed and shuffled over. As I got closer to the door, the voices grew clearer.

Renata’s death was not an accident. She had a bunch of injuries that were hidden away, like she had been in a serious scrap before the fire even started. “I’ve got to get to the bottom of this.” That was Officer Jackson’s voice, and it sounded like he was fighting back tears.

I froze for a second, my mind racing back to when I had left the police station. I had heard something about a fire at Officer Jackson’s place, but with my mom and Maxwell’s accident in Lorrell, I was too freaked out to ask about his family.

Renata was gone?

swung open, and there were Idris and Officer Jackson,

to reality. I managed a weak smile and said, “I… need to get some air.” The door had caught me off guard, and I was slow to process what was happening.

tightened, his voice as cool and distant

to decline, I shook my head and turned to Officer Jackson, “No, it’s fine. I’ll go alone.

said, “Don’t worry about it. We’re done talking. I’ve got

he nodded to us and

still standing there. My mind was buzzing with questions, but I could not find the words to

moment of hesitation, Idris finally said, “Come

grabbed a jacket, and threw it over my shoulders. Together, we headed down to the hospital’s garden. Night had settled over the place, with people rushing in and out–worried family

the kind that bit at your skin, dry and frigid. On a still day, you could almost forget the cold. However, when the wind whipped through, it felt like icy daggers

Mrs. Newman really gone?” I asked, the words tumbling out before I could think of gentler

the winter air. “She didn’t make it. She was pulled from the fire, but she died

though I had a million questions swirling in my head, I knew better. than to expect more from him. After a brief pause, I pressed on,

before he dropped another bombshell.

it in a flash. Officer Jackson had been a thorn in the side of the border criminals for