Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 728 If One Day, You Want to Be Protected

Selena's hands were cuffed behind her back, making her totally helpless. Watching the scenery zip by outside the window, she realized they were heading to Ridgefield.

She was kinda shocked and then heard the guy say, "Ms. Fair, I just need you to take me to where your mom used to live."

Selena glanced at the dude's hand on the wheel. It looked like a bodyguard's hand, but there was a small tattoo on his arm. Her mom, who lived in Ridgefield, that would be Barbara. Were these guys after Barbara?

But Barbara had been dead for ages.

The tattoo looked familiar. She suddenly remembered Barbara had a similar mark on the sole of her foot?

But that spot was super hidden. She'd only seen it when she was a kid and wasn't even sure if she imagined it.

Back then, Ridgefield was dirt poor, and their family could barely afford food, let alone a tattoo.

She stayed quiet, but she could see in the rearview mirror that a car was tailing them.

It was Raymond's car.

"My mom's already dead," Selena said.

as long as you cooperate, I won't hurt

Selena clammed up.

the time they rolled into Ridgefield, it was

of cars to stop. They flipped over,

he slammed his

where your mom grew up,"

Selena didn't dare resist.

their house was now occupied by her uncles. That was

knock, she felt the yard was too quiet. Usually, there were kids playing on the lawn, but today there was just an old man sunbathing. Seeing Selena, the old man seemed a bit excited.

walked over, his steps shaky. "Brian's family was killed just before Christmas. Jacob disappeared, and everyone says he did it. Megan

looking around nervously. "There was a murder here. The cops have been here several times. Now everyone says Jacob did it. He killed his parents, drove his wife insane, and fled." 'No way!' Selena

behind her kicked open the sealed

this, quickly hid back in

Ever since she cut ties with Brian's family, she had blocked them

Brian

had traces of the crime scene, with dried blood stains turned

ransacked, like someone was searching

the sofa, the old smell of the house making her

guy cuffed the other end of the handcuffs to a nearby shelf and searched the house but found nothing. "Ms. Fair, is there any

who did this. Barbara was a core member of our organization who got lost. We wanted to