Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

"Do you have his contact info?"

"No. We exchanged numbers then, but it was ages ago. With all the phone swapping, you had to save numbers manually back in the day. It's long gone." Violet asked, "You need him for something?"

Leanne said, "I wanted to ask about the case again."

Violet sighed, wanting to encourage her to move on and understanding it was easier said than done.

Leanne was so young then, witnessing the gruesome scene of her parents' demise, which must have left her with psychological trauma.

And after all these years, with the culprit still at large, how could the family move on?

it by now." Violet tried

whose sister worked at the precinct, Leanne tracked down

herself, she half-expected him to have forgotten about a case from twenty years ago. But before she finished, Wilbur

retired gentleman spending

with a pleased expression. "Saw your picture in the news a few days ago. You haven't changed a bit since you

forgotten

pulled out an old notebook, its pages yellowed, and the spine cracked. While caressing the cover, he said, "This case remaining unsolved was one thing, but

details, but you were unnaturally calm for

nor did she remember her demeanor before the police. They thought she was eerily

calm, just a child stripped of her parents

leads, and we even found one of the kidnappers, though it was his body. We investigated all his connections but found no links to your family. His death was a mystery, and that's where the