Molly left her hospitalized mother in the care of the ever-reliable Anya and took off.

When Chad arrived to visit his mother, he found Anya there. "Anya, where's your aunt?" he asked.

"She's gone to pick a fight," Anya replied nonchalantly.

Officer Chad: "..."

He glanced at his mother lying in the hospital bed, thought about Molly's fiery temperament, and muttered to himself, "Damn it! She's out of control again!" Without wasting a second, he rushed out of the hospital.

By the time Chad arrived at the Thompsons' house, it was pitch dark, and the front door had been ripped off its hinges.

Chad inspected the doorway. It was clear that the door had been violently removed.

Inside, the place was a wreck. The flat-screen TV lay shattered on the floor, glass from the door was scattered everywhere, and there were splashes of blood on the ground. Chad knew this kind of chaos all too well. If anyone could create such a mess, it was his sister.

It seemed this time, Molly was genuinely furious.

But strangely, no one was home.

Chad knocked on the door of the only neighbor to ask for information.

Despite his persistent knocking, no one answered.

"Open up, police," Chad called out.

After seeing Chad's badge through the peephole, the occupant cautiously opened the door a crack. Chad frowned, "Where are the people from across the street?"

The man, who lived there with his family, stuttered nervously, "I... we... we were out... I don't know." Chad could see this guy was scared out of his wits.

"If you don't cooperate with the police, you'll have to come down to the station with me," Chad warned. The man continued to deny any knowledge.

Chad took out his phone and showed the man a picture of Jade on his lock screen. "Have you seen her?" The man's eyes widened in fear. "No, I haven't seen her."

disrupt police investigations. It was making

with no other choice, he resorted

the man, pinning him against the wall. "You think by keeping quiet, you and your family will be safe?

protect us. We really don't know her. This afternoon, she was leading a man in a black trench coat and about a dozen others. Everyone was too scared to leave their houses. But the man she brought with her punched the door until it split open. They scared the Thompsons so much they were crying. Then they went inside, and we could hear Mrs. Thompson screaming for help from our house.

willingly, I won't hurt you. But if we have to break it down and find someone inside, you'll end

would barge into my house. I couldn't fight them. I had no choice but to open the door. She warned me that if we called the police, they wouldn't spare my family. I could hear Mrs. Thompson's cries, which had gone hoarse. I was... I was scared. I have a

asked, "Where did

and Mrs. Thompson was nowhere to be seen. And there was blood on their hands. Dave and Mr. Thompson had wet themselves. I really didn't dare to cross them." Chad was sure that

let him go. "Do you know who that

barely stand, leaning on the

sister," Chad

went pale- the sister

to clean up after his sister

Chad left, it was already past

back into his car and tried calling Molly, but her

remembered something the neighbor had

Anya and Leo, who were

Chad immediately called Leo.

with dry grass, not even the homeless would choose to sleep

wind was biting. It was pitch black, with no

at night, a charming young woman led a group of burly men to this

Thompsons running

longer had the audacity to hurl insults at Molly. Her husband and son were crouched in a corner, shivering in the cold and too scared to lift their heads. "Want to call your grandparents to save you?" Molly's icy gaze was filled with hatred, her

I was wrong." Juliana's face was swollen, and a few of her teeth were scattered on

from her mouth smeared across her face. With her hair in

you the true temper of Molly Cedillo." Molly stood up and gave her

a bag of feces and placed it in front of

face turned pale as she looked up at Molly.

mouth; you must

kept his

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