The Love From Vengeance

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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.”

never be too sure about that,” I said, trying to be positive. But trust me, my

looked around, trying to find any clues or signs of where Ariel

you start looking for any

us a lead. Suddenly, I noticed a piece of paper on the ground. I bent down and picked it up, my hands trembling. It was a note written in messy handwriting. I

I was sure about that. I had been with her for years and

noticed the scar

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paper to him

read it out, too. “What is this

“That’s Harriet’s handwriting.‘

“Harriet. Your…”

for murder, but she broke out, and

what are you trying to say now? Is Ariel dead? That this ‘ex–girlfriend of yours actually killed her?”

tell that myself. But we have

to know about this. Let’s

deeply. “You’re right. I

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

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

officer, we have some important information

raised his eyebrows and

found some evidence that

turned serious. “Alright, come with me, and we’ll take

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

whereabouts, and even the color of

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