Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 217

Chapter 217

"Claire, are you okay?" Helen's voice pulled me back from my daze, her concern evident in her tone.

I shook my head, trying to force a smile that came out more like a grimace. "I'm just tired, that's all. Let's head back."

As we turned the corner, a shadow darted from behind a wall, disappearing before I could take a second look. I wasn't hallucinating; it was too real, reminiscent of what I had witnessed the night before. There's no way I could be mistaken. The bond between Max and Richard wasn't as straightforward as it seemed. They must have feigned their fallout, leading everyone astray. It allowed them to operate under the radar, united by a common goal they were not ready to disclose. Who were they protecting with such fervor?

Leaning against the car window, lost in thought, I remained silent all the way back to the Hilton family estate. Max was already there, greeting me with a comforting arm around my shoulders. "Tired? Feeling unwell?" His concern was palpable. Looking into his eyes, I caught a flicker of something I couldn't quite define. "Max, can I really..." Trust you? I wanted to ask but chose silence. If he had something to say, he wouldn't keep me in the dark: "I'm just really scared for you going back to Elmwood Springs. The flood, Lydia's death... it all leads back there."

your life. When the police called for identification, I went ahead for a DNA match. It's confirmed... it was Lydia. I've even arranged for her burial there." The forensic evidence laid out before me left me at a loss

have discussed the Elmwood Springs trip with you. I

through my mind. "Max, did you look into Lydia's family? Claude threatened her

find them. Claude later claimed he let them go with some money. Where they went after that, nobody knows,"

couldn't help

the lab today, hoping to see my

can meet your professor anytime

a bit tired now. I think I'll

said, my tone colder than I intended. Max sensed my mood and didn't stop me as I headed upstairs. Instead of going straight to my room,

was keeping an eye on me, not for my protection, but to