Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1851

“Carter, this is bad!” Ada rushed up to Carter in a panic.

Carter could sense that Ada was referring to Shirley.

“Do you know where Shirley went?” Carter asked directly.

Ada nodded repeatedly. “I wasn’t paying much attention at first, but it struck me when you couldn’t find Shirley.”

“Get to the point.”

“When I was returning from the scene of the fire earlier, I vaguely saw Shirley heading down the street to grab a taxi.”

Upon hearing this, Carter strode out hurriedly.

It was a rare sight to see Carter worried and anxious, and it made Ada’s heart feel a lot lighter.

She was grateful for her own decisiveness. Otherwise, she would have been even more pained at the present.

In reality, she had seen Shirley hailing a taxi by the street earlier, but Ada deliberately waited for a period of time before telling Carter. She wanted Shirley to have a head start so that Carter would have a difficult time finding her.

Carter drove his car along the route Shirley might have taken, but he was unable to find her.

Night fell, and under the dark blue moonlight, it began to drizzle, bringing a chill to this spring night.

The gate of Whitman Manor.

Shirley had been sitting in her wheelchair for half an hour; she did not leave despite the rain.

Karen and Eloise were in the living room teasing Percy in their arms, glancing out the French windows from time to time.

“Karen, is that woman really what you described?” Eloise asked uncertainly.

As the rain grew heavier, Eloise could not help but feel sympathetic.

” She’s already been outside in the rain for half an hour.”