“It’s Jessie.” Sally sat down as she continued, “Nat, I saw Jessie and her mentor when I took the kids to the mall at noon.”
“Ms. Linde?” Natalie raised an eyebrow.
Sally nodded. “That’s right. She was dressed in a black cape, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, but I couldn’t see her face. I guess that’s not a bad thing because I don’t want to see a jarring scarred face anyway. It’s frightening just to think about it. Still, I’m terrified at the sight of her hand she reached out. There are a lot of burn scars on it.”
“It’s really her.” Listening to the description of her attire, the silhouette of the person she met in the restaurant last time started taking its form in her mind.
As expected, the person she saw last time was indeed Calandra Linde, or more commonly known as Ms. Linde, who was also Jessie’s mentor.
“Nat, you’ve met her before?” Sally turned to Natalie as she asked.
Natalie acknowledged that question briefly, “I did, but what’s so strange about that? Jessie’s her mentee. Isn’t it common for a mentor to be there for her mentee at a competition?”
My mentor will also be here after she has attended the seminar.
“You’re right. There’s nothing strange about that, but what if I tell you that the physique of this Ms. Linde is identical to that of the person who knocked me unconscious?” Sally fixated her gaze on Natalie.
Natalie’s countenance changed drastically. “Identical?”
“That’s right. Their height and figure are all the same. I’m a model, and I have a good eye for one’s stature and build. I can basically get their measurements with just one look. Hence, it’s impossible for me to miss that. Besides, Ms. Linde is also a blonde,” Sally added in a solemn tone.
A chill ran down Natalie’s spine. “That’s to say that it was actually the deed of Jessie and her mentor, and Amy and her model were just scapegoats who had been framed.”
“I’m sure that’s what happened. It’s just that we’re not able to meet Amy. It’d be great if we can see her.” Sally let out a sigh.
“We can’t. Supermax prisons are not accessible to ordinary people, even Shane may not be able to get the authorization for visits,” Natalie shook her head and replied.
After all, it’s not our home country.
Back in our homeland, it would be a lot easier for Shane because the government would give him the green light to a large extent, as he’s one of the taxpayers contributing the most tax income in the country.
But the same couldn’t be said when they were abroad. Regardless of how wealthy he was, there was no guarantee that he could get the authorization, because, at the end of the day, he wasn’t a citizen over there unless he immigrated.
“Then, what should we do? This feeling of knowing that Amy and her model had been set up but couldn’t really do anything is exceedingly awful.” Sally ruffled her own hair in frustration. “Especially when Jessie and her mentor are still at large, it gets worse.”
“Not only you, me too. But it’s okay. The detective agency is still investigating the matter, let’s wait and see,” Natalie massaged her temples as she returned.
Other than waiting, she couldn’t think of any other ways.
I can’t just seize Jessie and her mentor and send them to the police station.
Sally sighed again and resorted to silence.
In a corner of the second floor, Connor turned around and left quietly for his room.
He caught the furious glint in Sally’s eyes when she saw the two women at the mall, and he couldn’t just brush it off.
Because right then, Sally had also uttered, “These two women were the ones who hurt Nat and me.”
He asked Sally what the two women did to them.
But Sally only told him that it was a matter among the adults, and kids shouldn’t be involved. Hence, she didn’t disclose it to him in the end.
Well, it’s fine because I can eavesdrop since she refused to tell me.
Even though Mommy and Ms. Sally didn’t mention who the two women are, I can look them up myself.
Thinking of that, Connor sat back in front of the computer.
Sharon put down her Barbie doll and asked, “Connor, what are you doing?”
“I need to check something. You go and play on your own, and I’ll accompany you later,” Connor answered, staring at the computer screen without even turning back.
Sharon nodded. “Alright, hurry up then.”
“Okay,” Connor spared a second to reply to her as his puny fingers already began tapping on the keyboard.
He first keyed in Jessie and Calandra’s personal details and then ran a background check according to those details.
