Chapter 88

"She knew perfectly well that Rachel didn't have much time left, yet she kept playing her little games. Remember how she faked being sick or even pretended she'd been kidnapped just to grab Keen's and my attention?"

"Over the years, she's gotten used to the high life, and now with Keen involved, there's no way she'd easily agree to a divorce. It's all just a strategic retreat on her part," Haynes remarked with a shake of his head.

Foreman watched Haynes intently, furrowing his brow, as if on the verge of saying something. Just then, the tightly shut door of the hospital room swung open.

The nurse, spotting Haynes still in the hallway, let out a sigh of relief. "Mr. O'Brien, thank goodness you're still here. Ms. Pearce had a nightmare and we can't wake her. Could you please come take a look?"

Haynes gave a quick nod and walked back into the room. Foreman watched him go, his figure fading into the distance.

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in touch. "I've found out that Abby wasn't taken by Haynie," Foreman said, his voice giving nothing away. "I need a few more days to track her down,

in relief but quickly tensed up again. "What on earth happened with Abby?

her

talent for getting under people's skin, Stella didn't

long after, her phone buzzed with a new message. "Stella, your friend has

trouble. Ignoring the message, she was about to delete it when a photo came through. It was Abby,

cut off. Immediately, another text arrived. "If you want

pondered. The café was a well-known spot in the city center, a place bustling enough to deter any immediate danger. Normally, hostage exchanges happened in secluded locations. Why meet at a popular

these questions swirling in her mind, Stella decided to head to the café. From the outside,

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