Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Her silence might well be the best answer she could give.

Remington lingered in the bedroom for a long while, aware that once she awoke, he might never again have the chance to be this close to her.

Ray waited outside. When Remington emerged, Ray followed him into the study.

"Mr. Remington Dashiell, you should rest for a bit..." Ray said, his eyes filled with concern.

Though Remington appeared unscathed, standing tall and walking steadily, Ray couldn't shake the feeling that he was like a bow stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment. He had internal injuries that had never been allowed to heal.

"It's nothing. What have you found out?" Remington asked as he sat down behind his desk, rubbing his temples.

"We still haven't found Lambert's phone, but we did get his call log. It shows the last call was from his girlfriend. According to the timeline, he must have snuck out right after that call."

Lambert was the donor matched with Daisyseph for the bone marrow transplant.

"Dig deeper!" Remington commanded.

wasn't an

would he suddenly sneak out that night? He

indeed murdered, then someone was using Mrs. Hanna Dashiell as

"Exactly. And for someone to do that, they'd have to know that

Lizetta had only undergone

and personally smashed the doctor's syringe, but only now did he realize that the doctor had drawn two samples. The other sample had been safely stored

more for multiple typings. Hanna

how did

place recently," Ray said, his voice tightening and eyebrows furrowing. "Mr. Remington Dashiell, do you still suspect the

had

streaming in and illuminating

face, though it did little to softer his stern,

l.ne

eyes, caught in

sunlight, gleamed red. "Yesterday,