Two months ago, my son went missing in the mall, The Orphanage trust I'm involved with called me. They told me three boys were in front of their institution, so I went to that house to clarify.
Officer James nodded. I see. Is that your son is safe now?
No sir, I filed a missing case but there's no improvement.
Okay, we do our best Liam. How did you hear about Daisy's accident?
She worked at the same hospital I was at. Some of her colleagues called me.
Do you suspect anyone, Liam?
I paused for a second I had a lot on my mind because an unknown emailer told me there was a mystery about Daisy's death, but I didn't know how to reply to this question. What can I say about that mailer? What if he says the truth? Much confusion in my mind even though I said
No, sir.
I'm asking you these questions because we discovered something unusual when we examined Daisy's car the brake wires were burned. Additionally, we noticed that you obtained the FC (Fitness Certificate) for your vehicle just last month. This is why I have these inquiries. What do you think?
After hearing those statements, I thought, "Wait…. what is he saying? Nothing is processing in my mind" At the same time, I felt guilty because that day, I took her car instead of mine. It broke my heart, too, but I managed to say, "You think someone tampered with her car?"
He said I'm not sure yet, but it's one possibility we have to consider. "It's okay, Liam. If we have any further questions, we'll contact you. For now, you may go."
Thank you, sir.
I didn't expect this, didn't expect to have an enemy on my side. But I had no idea who it was, or why they would be targeting Daisy... or is that me? Who could have a reason to hurt Daisy? And why was I caught in the middle of it all?
As Liam walked toward the police station's exit, on the other side a voice in the restroom spoke in hushed tones on the phone.
Did Liam come to the station? one voice inquired.
"Yes, he was here," the second voice responded. "The inspector asked him a few questions, but I doubt he doesn't know about you yet."
The first voice. "Of course, he doesn't remember. But that won't last long. He'll confront me sooner than he expects."
The second voice saying I think someone is coming near I have to go; I can call you if something happens again.
After the call ended, the man leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on a framed photograph of Daisy as a teenager. Her youthful smile, and green eyes Memories from long ago surged through his mind like a river.
He could hear her voice as clearly as if she were standing in front of him:
"Stop, Daisy! I can't keep up!"
She had laughed, turning to face him. catching the sunlight as she held out a small flower.
"This is for you," she said with a wider smile.
He gazed at the photograph, remembering that this was the very first picture I captured of her.
"This isn't my mistake, Daisy," he said with a revenge tone. He destroyed everything. He completely shattered our lives. Liam gonna pay for what that asshole did.
Meanwhile, I reached my house with a lot on my mind, I think my head was going to be explored after knowing it was not just an accident but something more.
Is everything true? how did the unknown sender know about this? lot on mind
I was staring blankly at the screen in front of my laptop. My thoughts were scattered, but I tried to focus. Suddenly, a notification popped up on my phone, and the familiar notification sound popped up, breaking the silence in the room. I knew exactly who it might be, With mild curiosity, I grabbed my phone and unlocked the screen. But the message was... normal—just a generic text from a random app. I felt disappointment across my face. I rolled my eyes and placed the phone back on the desk.
Then, another message buzzed in. Annoyed, I picked up the phone again but this time it was from an unknown sender. My stomach twisted. I stared at the screen for a moment before opening it. As soon as I read the words, how did he know about that?