Bella stared at the phone screen as if she had turned into a statue, unable to pick up the phone.
"Bella, why didn’t you pick up the call? It was Sean Spencer."
Harper’s voice suddenly brought her back from her trance. She looked at Harper, blinking a few tis before she finally answered the call.
"Hi, Bells, I’m sorry... I can only contact you now," Sean’s voice sounded so guilty on the other end. "I miss you so much..."
Standing by the window, Bella held her cell phone tightly and responded calmly, "It’s okay, Sean. I understand. Did your duty at basecamp settle?" she asked.
A half-smile appeared at the corner of Bella’s lips. Even though she tried to speak to him casually, sohow, inwardly, she felt utterly awkward.
"Yes," Sean answered happily, unable to detect the awkwardness in Bella’s tone. "...Well, I’m getting two weeks off. I want to et you and Dax. Where are you now?"
"I’m in the capital. When can you get here?" Instantly, Bella felt her blood run cold when she heard they were about to et.
"Tomorrow. Please give your house address. I will co to you..." he said excitedly.
Bella clenched her hands. She didn’t want to talk to Sean over the phone about her status with Tristan. She needed to speak to him directly but couldn’t invite him to her house.
After thinking quickly, she decided to et him in a safe place.
"Sean, we can’t et at my house because my mother is now staying with . Can you co to my office? What ti can you arrive?" Bella asked, trying to hide her awkwardness.
Sean didn’t answer right away. He sounded like he was calculating his ti. He finally responded after a few more seconds, "I will arrive in the capital tomorrow morning. So, maybe I will get to your office around 10 o’clock. Is that okay?"
"Alright, I will wait for you, Sean," Bella said.
"Good. I also can’t wait to et you. I’m really missing you so much, Bells." Sean felt so happy to know he would et Bella tomorrow after so many months of not seeing her. "Alright, I will not bother you now. You continue what you’re doing now. See you tomorrow..."
"See you—" she said and ended the call.
***
At the police station, in the detention room.
Laura Kiels paced back and forth, biting her thumb. A mix of fear, anxiety, and worry replaced her typically calm expression.
"What to do? What to do? Why isn’t he here yet? Did he leave here alone? Did he abandon ?" Laura talked to herself while pacing in the small windowless room that could only accommodate two people. But right now, she was alone.
Occasionally, she glanced toward the iron bars.
Outside the room, she could only see a white wall. No one was walking outside, and she couldn’t hear any sounds; she was alone in this desolate place.
When she felt her feet hurting from pacing in the small room, she suddenly faintly heard a pair of steps heading toward her cell.
Her heart raced as she moved toward the bars and tried to see who was coming. She saw a policeman walking toward her room.
"Miss Laura Kiels, soone wants to et you," the officer said while opening the cell door.
"Who is it?" Laura asked while following the officer. Her heartbeat increased as she tried to imagine the person she had been waiting for finally arriving.
She believed in him; that person, her fiancé, Marco, wouldn’t abandon her. He would help her out of this terrible place, out of this situation.
The officer didn’t bother to answer her. He continued to walk at the sa pace toward the end of the corridor. Later, he stopped at another room. After he opened the door, he glanced at Laura, "You may enter, Miss Laura Kiels."
Laura nodded and walked toward the room.
When she saw the man sitting on the chair staring back at her, she frowned and halted before passing through the door. She didn’t know who this man was. However, why did he seem familiar?
Instantly, curiosity arose in her heart. She continued to walk and looked at the room.
She saw it extended to the right, and another room on the right side was separated by iron bars. Even though the officers couldn’t hear their voices when they spoke, they could see their movents clearly.
Once again, Laura tried to rember where she had t the man wearing a black outfit with short red hair sitting opposite her.
But no matter how hard she tried to rember, she couldn’t recall where she had t this man.
Before Laura could say anything, the man spoke.
"Hey, just a heads up. They can’t hear us, but they can read our lips. So, keep it simple when you answer or nod..." The man spoke so fast that it sounded like he was rapping.
Laura, who heard his voice, was shocked, not by what he said, but by the sound of his voice. She knew his voice so well; it was Marco, her fiancé—the man she had been waiting for to help her out of this place. He finally ca!
She nodded slightly, holding back tears. If he hadn’t spoken and she saw the tattoo on his neck when he pulled his turtleneck down a little, it would have been hard for her to recognize him.
Even though she was confused as to why he ca wearing a disguise, she didn’t ask anything.
"Listen, you know what you need to do. Stay here, don’t admit anything, whatever they ask you."
She nodded slightly.
"Even if they imprison you, you don’t have to worry. I will co to help you. And, I will place a few of my people to protect you in detention or prison. So, you will be safe."
She nodded again. Even though she felt scared, she had no choice but to believe him.
"Make sure you don’t talk about or ntion my na even once. Also, don’t say anything about anything that happened to your manager that day. If you spill just a word, then... I won’t be able to help you, and you’re on your own."
"Okay. I get it."
"Good!"
"Anything else you want to ask?"
"You’ve got to kill her! Kill that bitch! End her life as painful as possible; help take revenge for what she had done to !"
"Who is this bitch you talk about? You an your forr boss, AD!?"
"Yes! She’s the one who got here. I don’t care how long I rot in prison as long as she’s dead; I need you to get rid of her from this earth!"
"No worries. I’ll take care of her. Consider it done."
"Thank you."
"Alright, try to stay alive while you are here. Follow whatever your lawyer says."
"Okay." She smiled at him.
"I won’t be able to et you again in this place because it is risky for to appear here. But, so that you know, I will wait for you to return."
Laura nodded while holding back her tears. She said, "I understand. Thank you, my love—"
Marco finally left the room after saying a few more words about how he adores her.
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