Rummaging through her purse, Leila took out a bank card and handed it to the woman. "The password is 123456," she said in a low voice while eyeing the woman. Looking over her shoulders, she glanced around to make sure that no one had seen her.
Then she turned around and looked at Jim coldly with eyes full of disgust. Finishing off her business with the woman, she pushed open the door and walked out without looking back, leaving the woman there to deal with Jim.
Feeling impatient and anxious, Leila stood silently in a corner near the gate of the Aegean Hotel.
There was a flicker of panic in her eyes and she found it hard to stay calm like she was being covered by dark clouds.
In the back of her mind, she even began to fancy things and was afraid that Jim would suddenly wake up at that moment and catch her in the act.
She was so nervous that her right hand trembled slightly. Thus, to keep herself composed, she rubbed her index finger with her middle finger. Deep in her heart, her feelings were mixed.
Fortunately, it didn't take a long time for the woman she talked with earlier to come out of the hotel. When she saw Leila, she nodded slightly towards her. They didn't talk, but only glanced at each other for a few seconds, and seemed to have understood each other by just exchanging glances. With that, the woman walked away with graceful steps.
With the woman gone, a smile appeared on Leila's lips. Finally, she was relieved as if a thorn had been plucked out of her heart.
From the way things turned out, she understood that she didn't have to use the most extreme way and means to deal with people like Jim. She knew perfectly well that hitting the needle would give him a heavy blow. When she thought about this, coldness flashed in her eyes.
Moments later, Leila didn't hasten to leave. She patiently waited and after staying in the corner a while longer, she took out her cell phone and called someone.
Ending the call, she remained where she was standing, merged into the endless darkness, unseen and unnoticed, her eyes lingering around.
About ten minutes later, when Leila's legs were about to go numb, she heard the police car screaming. The light above the police car flashed and lit up the nearby area. It seemed that nothing in darkness could be hidden any more amidst the blaring lights.
Soon, Jim, who was disheveled on his feet, staggered out under the escort of several policemen.
In the far corner, Leila observed them secretly. She saw the panic and confusion on Jim's face, knowing that he was about to face a grave dilemma.
As the officers dragged him along, Jim seemed to be arguing something out loud. He kept on explaining to the policemen that he did nothing wrong and he was innocent. However, since they had found enough physical evidence in the room, none of them would like to listen to Jim's explanation. He was so noisy that everyone wanted to cover his mouth to stop him from talking.
Seeing that Jim had been pushed into the police car and taken away by the policemen, Leila heaved a long sigh of relief. Satisfied that her plan worked out well, Leila turned to leave.
Leila's heart was full of joy brought by revenge. She was so overwhelmed by the triumphant sensation that a wide grin was drawn on her face.
Now that Jim would be put behind bars, nobody could threaten her again. The unpleasant memory about what had happened to her that dreary afternoon had been buried with Jim's imprisonment. 'Nobody else would know what happened that afternoon. That nightmare would be forgotten at last!' Leila thought.
However, she had never expected that someone had seen and recorded that scene. And Charles, the man she cared about most, had already known what had happened to her that afternoon.
Leila knew nothing about that, so she still felt triumphant. By the way she imagined it, she thought that everything would be okay when the police located where Shirley was.
Meanwhile, Cassie was on duty at the hospital today. She didn't have a decent sleep last night because she had a nightmare and she dreamed of Nick. When she woke up at dawn, she opened her heavy eyes and found that nothing changed in the room and Nick wasn't there.
Cassie smiled bitterly. 'What am I expecting?' she asked herself with a nasty frown.
Cassie was seated in daze on the chair when Cora walked towards her. Lowering her head, Cora asked with a mysterious expression, "Cassie, what did you say about my brother when we sent you home last night? He looked out of mind after getting in the car. Did you say anything to hurt him?"
The half-joking inquiry made Cassie's heart grow bitter. She would thank God if she wasn't the one being offended yet, how could she hurt others?
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