Facade of Love

Chapter 34 The Body Is Missing

“She left,” Idris said, his dark eyes still fixed on me. This man was much taller than me, and talking to him with my head tilted back made my neck hurt, so I simply avoided any further conversation.

I tore open the hydrogen peroxide and cotton balls to treat his wound, which was indeed deep. I could see the many layers under his skin split open. I could not help but gasp inwardly–that seemingly tiny life was really very sharp. If it had been a ⠀man attacking, I feared that Idris‘ hand would have been forever ruined.

He hissed in pain, perhaps because I had been too rough.

old coldly. “Bear with

I paused for a moment, looked up at him with a dark face, and the pain. I’m not Moore. I can’t give you any sweet, soft words ”

He just smiled silently at me.

I did not want to talk to him any more than necessary. I quickly treated his wound and cleaned up the trash, then listened in to the police officers nearby.

I could not help but look over when I heard voices from their direction, only to see a mutilated puppy lying in the opened trunk. It had probably been there for days and was somewhat decomposed.

police officer looked puzzled after checking the scene and frowned at me. “Ms.

in a daze, looking at the dead dog in the trunk and muttering to herself, “He deserved to die, he

I repeated to the police what the woman had told me earlier in the cafe, saying helplessly, “I don’t get it either. She didn’t seem to be lying at the time, which is

another officer, “Take her statement, and try to get in

and then questioned Benett’s wife. After the police interviewed her, I learned that this woman’s name was Sophia Sanchez and she was in her forties. If not for learning her age, I would

and the hidden b*dy in the car, she told the police the same story she told me in

Benett’s b*dy and unable to contact him, I called the front desk at Scott Corporation and asloed them to look for Benett from the

news that Benett had gone on a business trip to Tully City five days ago and had not returned. I got his contact number from the front desk,

kept muttering, “I killed him, stabbed him over and over again.

of blood in the living room. At first, the police thought it was human

police could not confirm the situation for the

to leave. Idris, on the other hand, was receiving one phone call

looked at him and could not help but sneer.

his phone but at me, asking, “When do you plan to

no plans to leave. I’m also curious about what’s going on here. I want to