Todos os capítulos de The Crescent Birthmark Secret I Almost Married my Twin : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Lucy opened the door, about to step out, and stopped when she saw Detective Reeves standing there, his hand just about to knock.“Ms. Donalds?” he said.“Detective Reeves,” Lucy replied, a little surprised. “I didn’t expect to see you.”“I’m sorry to come without notice,” he said. “Do you have a few minutes?”Lucy stepped aside. “Of course. Come in.”He walked in and sat where she pointed.“Let me get you fresh coffee.” Lucy said.“Thanks. I'm good. I’ll get straight to it,” Reeves said.“Alright then.” Lucy said, sitting opposite him.“A name came up in the investigation. Angela Marcus. Do you know her?” Reeves asked.Lucy met his eyes. “Yes. She’s Mariah’s mother. Mariah is… my son Anthony’s ex-girlfriend.”Reeves paused. “You said ex?”Lucy nodded. “They broke up recently.”“Do you know what led to that? Any kind of issue between them?”Lucy shifted slightly in her seat. “Mariah was in a car accident. Anthony donated blood to help her. After that, Angela filed a restraining order a

The text came through at 11:22 p.m. Mark Tony was still awake when his phone lit up.“I have found the girl.” He read it once, dropped his phone and sat slowly in his chair.For a moment he didn't move. He just sat there thinking about something over and over again.Then he picked up his phone and typed back…“Stay with her.” He set the phone down and picked up his glass, and smiled to himself.~ ~ ~Angela and Sarah went to Portland station on Wednesday.Angela had chosen the time on purpose to be Mid-Moring. The kind of hour when the police station feels less like a threat.Sarah was already waiting outside when Angela came.They didn't hug themselves.“Are you ready.?” Sarah asked, as soon as Angela got out of her car.“Do we have a choice.” Angela said.Then they just walked in together.~ ~ ~The interrogation room was small, it had one table, two chairs on their side.Reeves sat across from them with a folder and a pen he kept clicking without noticing.Sarah had told Angela the

Reeves went back to the office that night. He didn't plan to. He was driving, halfway home, he turned around and without fully deciding to.Something about that margin note wouldn't leave him alone.He sat down, pulled up the footage from the station and ran it back. The night Angela and Sarah came in, he watched it once, then again and then stopped at the same place both times.Then he saw it…A glitch.It was too easy to miss if you weren't looking for it.He leaned forward and ran the footage again for the third time.That's when he saw it…Right there the moment Sarah shifted in her seat and adjusted her dress. The feed stuttered for a second.Reeves sat back slowly.That kind of glitch doesn't happen on its own.He pulled up the system log and looked at the access history for the recording. He saw someone had been in it. But they had been there.He closed the log and opened a different folder.Then he remembered the footage he obtained from Cascadia general, he knew the face on

Zara got out of the bathroom and called Mariah…no response, nothing.She looked at her bed, the pillow was slightly flat on one side like someone had been sitting on it recently. The lamp was still on.“Mariah?”Zara checked the kitchen, it was empty, she went outside to check but Mariah's usual spot was empty.Zara stood in the middle of the small apartment, confused, her eyebrows drawn into a frown.She slowly looked around the apartment, then she realized Mariah’s jacket she hung by the door, her phone charger, everyday bag and a few other things were missing.Zara stood very still, then she picked up her phone and called. It rang, and rang and rang, then straight to voicemail.She kept calling over and over, still it goes to voicemail. She sat slowly on the chair. Thinking. Then she decided to do the one thing she had been trying not to do since Mariah moved in with her unless it was something serious ... call Angela.“Zara?” Angela’s voice was alert immediately. It was almost mid

Lucy hadn't been able to sleep well since she last heard from Anthony.She called Anthony again that morning, it rang, no response, she tried again it went straight to voicemail.Lucy paced her living room, with her phone in hand.“He's fine. I'm sure about that.” Benson said.“No.” She said, “Anthony had never had his phone on voicemail, nor leave my texts unanswered.” She sat down, set the phone face down on the table, her whole feeling tensed.She picked it back up within seconds and called Drake.He answered on the second ring.“Where's he?” She said, no greeting.Drake was quiet for a second. “Ms. Donald's…”“Drake.” Her voice was tight. “Where's my son?”“I don't know exactly where…”“You knew he was leaving,” she said. “Don't tell me you didn't. You knew and you said nothing.”Drake didn't deny it. “I’m sorry Ms. Donalds. I couldn't stop him. I didn't know when he left. You have to believe me.”“You could have called me, and told me what you know.” She said.Drake was silent.