Thomas snorted. "I had someone follow her for several days now. If I don’t deal with her, my name isn't Thomas Neeson.”
Sarah raised her brows. If it were anyone else, she would not care.
However, she also disliked Freya Lynch.
"In that case, have fun. Just don't kill her.”
"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing.”
9:00 p.m.
After Catherine took a shower, Freya sent her a message inviting her to play games together.
She knew that Freya was afraid of her being alone with her thoughts, so she gladly agreed.
The two of them turned on their device’s audio functions and played a few games together. Freya yelled from the other end, "Hurry up and support me. I'm surrounded! I can’t get out."
"Wait for me...”
Catherine clicked on the map and suddenly heard Freya mutter, "Who’s knocking on the door so late at
night? ... What do you guys want? I’ll call the cops..."
Bam!
Suddenly, there were loud sounds of movement on the other line.
Then, it was silent.
Catherine hurriedly dialed Freya's phone number but the call could not get through.
A bad feeling loomed over her. The manor was at least an hour's drive away from Freya’s house. It was too late for her to rush over there now, and she did not know many people here.
After thinking about it, she hurriedly called Wesley." Wesley, I think someone broke into Freya's house.
Could you hurry there and help me have a look? I’m scared something has happened to her. I'll send you the address and come over immediately as well."
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