Matthew would investigate the whole thing sooner or later.

“Before I got out of the taxi, the driver had a message for you.

He said he’s back and that you won’t have peace anymore.

Matthew’s demeanor shifted to one of seriousness.

“Did you see what he looked like?”

She shook her head.

“He wore a cap.

I couldn’t see his face clearly.

But I tried to sketch him from what I remember.

the drawing

was hoarse, like he’s been through an

sketch, a sense of recognition flashing

murmured, his mind racing with

sensing the gravity of

a lengthy silence, she ventured to ask, “Do you

reality, Matthew

look into it thoroughly,” he assured

her face etched

her that Matthew didn’t know who

unseen enemy weighed heavily on

unaware of Stella’s internal turmoil, gently rubbed

relieved you’re

it’s best if I drive

hesitated, torn between her independence and

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