Miles Langley
Laurent had come back to my office in less than a day with a handkerchief that had blood on it. It wasn’t a lot so I didn’t think anything bad happened to Dulce but I hoped it was enough to get the tests done.
“You came back faster than I expected.” I commented as I cut a few strands of my hair, putting them in a plastic bag.
“It was easy to get her blood when I found out she works at an animal shelter.” He replied.
“Wait, what?” I asked confused, “why is she working at an animal shelter?”
I didn’t expect her to be working at all especially after I gave Arabella a credit card to give it to Dulce.
“Yes, she really seems happy there.” Laurent said as he showed me the pictures he had taken of her while she worked with the animals.
I smiled when I saw how happy she was. S
