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."

to regret teaching Molly how to disrupt police investigations. It was making

no other choice, he

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

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. I was about to call the police when the woman who was leading them came to our door..." Molly, also dressed in black, knocked on their door, and they didn't dare to

to break it down

was afraid they 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 family, a child; I didn't dare not to listen

"Where did

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 Molly wouldn't

Chad let him go. "Do you know who

could barely stand, leaning on the

sister," Chad

went pale- the sister of a cop had become a

had to clean up after his

the time Chad left, it was

and tried calling Molly, but her

had said- Molly was with another

Leo, who were usually inseparable,

Chad immediately called Leo.

with dry grass, not even the

and the wind was biting. It was pitch black, with no

young woman led a group of

found the Thompsons

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

was wrong." Juliana's face was swollen, and a

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

I'll show you the true temper of Molly Cedillo." Molly stood up and gave her orders to the men behind her.

bag of feces and

up at Molly. "What are you going to

mouth; you must eat a lot of this stuff,

and kept his distance from the

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