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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 138
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Her description perfectly matched the footage from the security camera.

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The policeman recorded Sabrina's words and queried, "So, based on your assessment, the actions of both the black and white cars were deliberate. Are you certain you have no acquaintance with the black car's driver?" "Yes." "Could you see the face of the white car's driver then?" "No. The car was trailing me. | glimpsed it in my rearview mirror a couple of times when | changed lanes, but the distance was too great for me to discern the driver's face." The policewoman nodded understandingly and tried to reassure Sabrina, "Rest easy. We're in the process of identifying the person behind this. It won't be long before we arrest him." Nowadays, with surveillance cameras scattered everywhere, he couldn't escape for long.

"Thank you." Sabrina expressed her gratitude.

"You can get in touch with your family now. However, we

couldn't find your phone at the accident site." Sabrina quickly responded, "I didn't carry my phone when | left.

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Officer, could | possibly use your phone to make a call?" "Of course, I'll dial the number for you." In an instant, Sabrina was about to share Tyrone's number, He was probably still with Galilea at the moment.

A bitter smile crept onto her face as she decided to call the housekeeper instead.

When the call was picked up, the officer handed the phone to Sabrina.

An uncertain voice on the other end queried, “Hello, who's this?" "Karen, it's me." "Mrs. Blakely!" Karen gasped. “Why are you not home yet? And you didn't even have your phone." "I was in a car accident. Can you come to Healthwell Hospital with some fresh clothes and my wallet?"

Visibly shaken, Karen asked, “Mrs. Blakely, are you alright? How did you end up in a car accident? I'LL be there right away." "My room number is..." "Room 503, Brain Department, Inpatient Building 1," the policewoman filled in.

"Okay, got it. I'll be there immediately." After ending the call, Sabrina handed the phone back to the officer and said, "Thank you." "No problem. We'll keep you posted once we capture the culprit."