193: BLAME

LUKE’S POV

Andre and I got out of the car, moving forward to Ariel’s vehicle. She wasn’t there, but I was a hundred percent sure that this belonged to Ariel.

“I can’t see anyone here,” said Andre, looking around this area.

“Yes, but this is Ariel’s car. She must be around here somewhere.”

“In an empty place like this? I don’t really think so.”

“Come on, we have to search.”

“Luke, this is telling us that something isn’t right here.”

“So, what are you trying to say?”

“I’m not going to jump to conclusions. But my mind keeps on telling me that Ariel’s been kidnapped.”

sighed, still staring at the car. “I know. The same thought keeps running through my head. I’m just hoping for the best.”

“What is this?” Andre’s eyes narrowed down, and he slowly sat on his heels. He took two necklaces from the ground. One I had seen around Ariel’s neck. And for the other, I had no idea who owned it.

“This is Ariel’s,” Andre told me, flaunting the necklace that he was holding.

“Of course, I see that.” I squatted and took the necklace from his hand. I looked at it pretty well, remembering how Ariel had that around her neck, making her really beautiful.

“And this belongs to Janice.” Andre showed me the other necklace. “I think someone kidnapped the both of them.”

that,” I said, trying to be positive. But trust me, my mind was saying the complete

find any clues or signs of where Ariel and janice could have gone. “We need

nodded in agreement. “I’ll call them; you start looking for

piece of paper on the ground. I bent down and

I was sure about that. I had been with

and noticed the scar on my

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the paper to him without taking a look

too. “What is

“That’s Harriet’s handwriting.‘

“Harriet. Your…”

but she broke out, and now she’s come to do shit.”

are you trying to say now? Is Ariel dead? That this

tell that myself. But we have to be really careful

to know about this. Let’s continue our

deeply. “You’re right. I can’t

two of us burst into my car, and I drove away, carrying Ariel

front desk, asking for the officer in charge. A middle–aged man with a stern expression greeted

officer, we have some important information

raised his eyebrows and asked, “And who are you?”

evidence that

with

we followed the officer, Andre and I exchanged worried glances. We were hoping that the police would take

relationship with Ariel, our whereabouts, and even

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