She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

133 My Own Justice

Scarlett’s POV

3 don’t know if it belongs to your mom yet, but that necklace definitely has a story behind it,” Lucas smirks with confidence. “The chain has some rust on it. By the smell left in the case? I’d say…”

I hold my breath, and he purses his lips, looking at me with a teasing smirk. I feel an anxiety rush when I realize he is taunting me, “What–71*

“Blood,” He blurts calmly, cutting my outburst out, and giving me another anxiety rush yet again.

“What?!” I shrill

“Shushhhh!” He hisses at me, pointing at the door and leading me away from it and closer to the window. Right. It’s not something for other’s ears.

“But.. blood? Why would there be blood on there? Do drug users spill blood when they are dying?” I can’t sort out a million questions in my mind, “And also, why would a junkie have such a nice necklace? And why would Jack Fuller take it? For money? He does not look like he is trying to sell it–”

posture with his hand, finally shutting me up. He looks very bothered, rolling his eyes and rubbing his hair, like a disappointed teacher. Finally, he takes a deep breath, speaking slowly and clearly as he looks into my eyes: “Seriously,

Duh?!

tell me!” I grab my hair in frustration. I’m not a detective to begin with! Besides, my brain is completely shut down at the shocking fact that I

a junkie, she might have died but certainly

I can’t close my shocked jaw, but the facts begin to string up in

guards his study tighter than a prison – he doesn’t want me to look for my family because if Mom was not a poor, overdosed junkie,

was he so conveniently there to take me at the one moment when my Mom couldn’t protect me?

want

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necklace, then we can get the DNA from the blood and if that matches yours, then it’s definitely your Mom’s belongings,” Lucas’s ramble gets stronger as

family-

I

“What?!”