Logically, Zack and Madeline were siblings, yet it was her own brother who killed her in that crash. Why would Zack murder his own pisteri ‘secret lied behind this? Could it be connected to Shermaine’s mother?
After sending the clear video to her phone, Shermaine put on her coat and went downstairs, where the bumped into Joshua, who had just returned front outside.
He had a long overcoat casually draped over his shoulders, with a formal gray pinstriped suit underneath, looking asposed and meticulous as ev
“Where to?” Joshua asked,
Lately, Joshua had been a bit ton attentive, but Shedine didn’t mind. She replied sinctly, “I was looking through my n documents and got curious about a woman named Madeline who was often around her,
y mother’s <b>old </b>photos and
“I wanted to ask her about my mother, but she died in a hit–and–run fourteen years ago. Just now, I found out the driver was actually her own brother,
Zack”
After a brief pause, she added, “I’m going to visit Sanderson Grove again, the ce where they used to live.”
“Let me go with you,” Joshua said.
They arrived at Sanderson Grovete at night. The wind howled through the deserted streets, From the darkers came the asional cries of stray cats, piercing the eerie silence.
Having been here before, Shermaine got out of the car and headed straight to Building 125, Unit 5, Apartment 3003.
Joshua followed close behind. With the stairwell light out, he pulled out his phone and switched on the shlight, lighting the way for Shermaine.
Shermaine knocked repeatedly, but the door remained unanswered.
Just then, a neighbor came downstairs to take out the trash and remarked, “Freya and her son Zack moved out half a month ago. When they left, I almost held a party to celebrate.”
“Any idea where they went?” Shermaine asked.
“How should I know? They never interacted with any of the neighbors. All we know are their names, <b>nothing </b>else.”
Shermaine paused briefly, then said to the neighbor, “Thank you.”“”
Only half a month had passed, just days after herst visit. The timing was too close to be a coincidence. Most likely, her appearance spooked them; they must have been afraid she’d uncover their secrets, so they moved out.
With so many people out there, if they’re really trying to avoid her, finding them would be like looking for <b>a </b>needle in <b>a </b>haystack.
The neighbor was about to say “you’re wee” when he saw Shermaine kick the door open and stride right in. If they weren’t so good<b>–</b>looking, he’d have been scared shitless.
Joshua watched Shermaine’s actions, <b>a </b><b>faint </b>smile tugging at theer of his lips as he followed her inside and closed the door behind
The lights <b>were </b>still on, dust coated the table, and all the valuables in the house had <b>been </b>cleared out
Shermaine went straight into Zack’s room. The walls were stered with pin–up posters–scantily–d women in seductive uniforms, unting <b>long </b><b>legs</b>, nothing short of vulgar. On the desky piles of pornographicics and magazines.
<b>But </b>to be fair, the women Zack <b>had </b>pinned up <b>on </b>his walls, whether for <b>their </b>looks or their <b>figures</b>, were undeniably attractive, the kind most men <b>would </b>
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ind hard to resist.
Joshua followed her in. Find anything?” he asked, his gaze briefly sweeping the wall before he looked away nonchntly and turned to Sherma
Shermaine studied his face with amusement. Here was a grown man faced with all these provocative pin up posters, yet he showed no reaction whatsoever. It seemed Joshua’s self–control was truly remarkable.
“Nothing yet,” Shermaine replied.
Noticing Shermaine’s scrutinizing gaze, Joshua asked, “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“Not even a little turned on?”
“Pardon?” Joshua asked.
Shermaine squinted yfully, pointed at the posters, and teased,<ol><li>“I <b>meant </b>those girls.”</li></ol>
Joshua replied without a second thought, “No.” He thought, if it weren’t for Shermaine, he might have believed he’d never feel anything for a wor
his life.
He almost said, “You’re the only one I have feelings for.”
But openly making advances like this probably wasn’t appropriate, especially since Shermaine clearly wasn’t interested in him right now. Besides, she was still too young. He should show some <b>restraint</b>.
“Oh.” Shermaine finally dropped the subject. In Zack’s room, she found several photos of him and Madeline tucked inside a book. These were clear evidence of a close sibling rtionship, which effectively ruled out any motive for murder.
Yet, DNA testing confirmed that Ruth was indeed rted by blood to Shermaine and Ross, which made things even more puzzling
Noticing her deep in thought, Joshua proposed, “Could she be a clone?”
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