Sullivan and Clara were approaching with a police officer. The man, tall and handsome, the woman, graceful and elegant, truly a perfect match.
Bethany felt a pang of pain and turned her head away, refusing to look at them.
Janice, noticing Bethany’s grim expression, guessed her thoughts and quickly explained, “Bethany, I didn’t do it on purpose. I really couldn’t find anyone else to ask for help. Sullivan’s name was at the top of your contacts, so I just...”
“Don’t say anymore...” Bethany hurriedly interrupted her.
‘Sullivan’s name at the top of her contacts.’ That must sound ridiculous to them.
“Bethany, don’t be afraid, it’ll be alright. Sullivan and I will be waiting for you outside. You and your friend just focus on giving your statements,” Clara comforted her gently.
They weren’
