Even the knot on the string was one she had tied herself.
“I wouldn’t mistake it. It’s his!” she added firmly.
For a moment, Ellis was stunned.
From the way she spoke, it seemed she and her ex-husband had once shared a deep bond. Otherwise, why would a man of Eric’s status carry something so simple with him at all times? And if that was the case, how had they reached the point of separating?
“Mr. Gomez?” Hadley’s voice carried a thread of anxiety, though she forced it to remain calm.
“I’ve confirmed it. Now can you tell me exactly where this was found?”
“In a car with a fake plate,” Ellis replied grimly.
“Fake plate?” Her brows drew together.
“Then… what are we gonna do next?”
“Before you arrived, we already held a meeting and made preparations. Now that you’ve confirmed this belongs to Mr. Scott…”
He turned sharply and called out to his assistant.
“Chief!”
His assistant promptly responded.
“Notify the team. Proceed exactly as planned in the meeting.”
“Understood.” The assistant acknowledged and left to carry out the orders.
Ellis turned back to Hadley.
“We’ll focus our search on the area where the peach pit was recovered. Then we’ll expand outward in a targeted radius.”
“Yes. Thank you.” Hadley shut her eyes for a moment, then gave a firm nod.
“So there’s a specific search range now?”
“That’s correct.”
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Hadley lifted the evidence bag and asked, “I can’t take this with me, can I?”
“I’m afraid you can’t.” Ellis extended his hand.
“We’ll keep it in custody until the case is resolved.”
“I understand.” Hadley returned the bag to him.
“I’ll leave now. If there are any updates, please let me know at once.”
“Of course.” Ellis walked with her to the entrance.
When he reached the door, he faltered. If he didn’t speak now, she would be gone.
“Hadley,” he finally called out.
Hadley looked up at him, puzzled.
“Earlier…” Ellis rubbed his neck awkwardly and admitted, “That was my mother.”
“Mm.” Hadley nodded indifferently.
“I figured.”
“I’m sorry. She said some inappropriate things. I apologize on her behalf.”
Hadley shook her head.
“No need. She didn’t say much. We only exchanged a few words.”
“But—”
“Mr. Gomez, I’d rather not discuss this. Let’s not talk about this again, alright?”
She wasn’t foolish, nor was she blind.
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