"What did we do to him? What else? We sent him to the police station, of course. How dare he destroy the entire place and cause trouble for us, huh? He will pay the price for his rash actions!" the man huffed angrily.

The other staff in the bus station nodded furiously as well.

Susan was stunned.

It took her a few seconds before she regained her senses.

The police station? How could that be? Didn't I receive a text saying he has arrived safely? Why is he in the police station?

She shook her head, trying to make sense of the situation. No, that text must be fake. If someone had picked him up from the station, his dad would've sent me a text personally. I received the text from an unknown number. I didn't receive any text from Sebastian yesterday.

Comprehension dawned, and her mind went blank. Without hesitation, she ran onto a bus.

"Quick, take me to town!" she said.

"Miss, the bus runs according to the schedule. It's not your personal ride. You can't just ask us to leave as you like," the ticket seller reminded her.

Bursting into tears, Susan pleaded, "How much do I need to pay you? I'll pay for the ride. Please, ma'am. I really need to go to town. Someone's life is at stake. Please leave right now. I'll pay you any amount you want!"

She emptied her pockets and offered all the money she had to the ticket seller.

The ticket seller was dumbfounded.

the end, the bus roared to life and

Susan sent a text

Vivi, did Ian

No. He didn't even contact

your dad tell you that

think I heard Daddy calling Mommy yesterday. He said Ian's coming home soon, but Mommy told me later

Susan: What?

Yeah. Don't you know? Mommy didn't even seem disappointed. Aunt Susan, is Ian enjoying his

usual. She had no

replies, Susan pocketed her phone. Her heart was aching, for she knew it was all her fault. He's stubborn. I should've realized something was off yesterday when he took off.

in town in record time and

need to find out if you've brought a

here after he caused trouble at

here. Who are you?" The police officer at the police station replied in the

the table to steady herself before pleading, ‘Tm his aunt. Can I talk to him?" Her

aunt?" the police officer repeated

entry. More than

who commit the act of vandalism will be detained for fifteen

responded

cramped and dark holding cell, she saw a young man wearing a white shirt sitting on

The sight of the wounds

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