However, the detective’s expression was rather strange.
When Natalie saw it, the initial joy she felt melted away slowly, and her heart became uneasy. “What’s the matter?”
“Ms. Smith, we found no record of your mother’s car hitting anyone. However, records showed that your mother was at the scene of the accident involving Mr. Thompson and his wife eighteen years ago.”
Natalie’s pupils constricted, and her lips trembled. “Just being at the scene does not mean that her car hit anyone, does it?”
“That is true. Nevertheless, an eyewitness testified that her car had indeed hit someone at that time, and she was taken to the police station for questioning. Later, Mr. Thompson bailed her out so, in her records, there was no record of hitting anyone with her car,” the detective explained.
Natalie felt cold all over.
There was no record of her hitting anyone with her car because David had bailed her out.
Thus, it was unclear if she had really did that.
Suddenly, Natalie thought of something, and she asked, “Did you find out what car my mom was driving? Since the eyewitness testified that my mom hit someone, then, she must be driving a car, mustn’t she?”
“Yes, your mom was driving a red-colored car then,” the detective said.
Natalie sat there without twitching a finger, stunned and lost for words.
Red…
It matched what Shane had said.
Upon that, Natalie burst into tears. “My mom hates red so much. How could she have driven a red car?”
Seeing Natalie’s expression, the detective was rather sympathetic. “Ms. Smith, why do you think your mother hates red? Eighteen years ago, your mother’s favorite color was red, and it was only later that she hated this color. This was what we learned from the investigation, and naturally, it wasn’t that hard to find out at all.”
The detective’s words puzzled Natalie.
That’s true. Why would I think that Mom hated the color red?
As far as I can remember, Mom had never mentioned hating that color. But why did I always feel that Mom hated red?
Suddenly, Natalie felt that something was wrong, and she was gripped by an unexplained fear.
Yet, she could not pinpoint what was wrong, and she felt gloomy.
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