89. Arrest of The Suspects

“Mom, why do I feel so uneasy? Like something bad is about to happen,” Courtney said that afternoon. She was having lunch with Mrs. Rebecca at their home. The two of them had been avoiding going out much these past few days for no apparent reason—just a constant feeling of being haunted by Mark’s presence.

“Calm yourself, Reg. We’re safe now. That young man wouldn’t dare say anything. In fact, he won’t even mention our names if he gets caught. He has no evidence, right?”

Courtney tried to reassure herself, following her mother’s advice, but the uneasy feeling wouldn’t go away. It was as though something terrible was about to happen. She couldn’t shake the bad feeling.

Because she still felt restless and anxious, Courtney decided to visit her father’s room. Usually, just talking to him would make her feel calmer.

Well, it wasn’t exactly a conversation. It was more like Courtney talking while her father listened, occasionally squeezing her hand softly. Ah, not even a squeeze—it wa