“Yeah. It’s all too strange…” Josiah mumbled. He subconsciously glanced at the gifts in the trunk, which were still untouched.
At that sight, he could not help but tease Winnie. “Look, the gifts you prepared are still here. They wouldn’t even accept them, yet you want me to learn from you. Your method didn’t work as well.”
“Why would you say that it didn’t work?” Winnie eyed him. “At the very least, the Xander family’s housekeeper didn’t suspect me of anything. She even told me the truth.”
“Fine. You’re the smarter one, after all. If you had said you were looking for Yolanda from the start, then everything would have fallen apart,” he admitted.
“Is that so?” Winnie was looking at the navigation, so her reply was a perfunctory one.
“Of course! The housekeeper wouldn’t let you in straight away. No matter what, she would have to inform Yolanda first. Hasn’t she planted a spy in the police station? I bet that policeman has long tipped her off. I’m almost certain that she knows we came here together. It would be strange if she were to agree to meet you. In my opinion, the housekeeper who answered the door today is a variable,” Josiah elaborated.
“Is that so?” After listening to his analysis of the situation, she immediately furrowed her eyebrows.
Then, she instantly started drifting on the rather narrow cement road and turned the car around without hesitation.
It was all too sudden, and Josiah felt that he was nearly sent flying out of the car.
“Oh my goodness! What are you doing? I didn’t know we were in the Fast and Furious series!” he screamed.
“We’re going back to the Xander residence. Things are going so well, so much so that I overlooked something,” Winnie stated. “Yolanda was at home the whole time. Since she knows we’re a group, there’s no way she would let us bring Xavier over so easily. All you did was pace around in front of her house for a while before she called the police on you. There’s no way she wouldn’t do anything after seeing me talk to the housekeeper at the door for so long.”
“F*ck!” Josiah knew exactly what she was talking about. “Go faster, then! She might already be secretly sending Old Mr. Xander away.”
That was a possibility as well. Winnie hit the gas and sent the engine racing.
The metal gate of the mansion rattled as Josiah rapped on it.
That time around, however, the housekeeper did not come to answer the door.
He even called out Yolanda’s name a few times, but she never showed up.
Even so, he did not give up and continued knocking on the door for around ten minutes.
After that, the Xander family’s neighbors could not take it any longer. A man walked out from his courtyard and said, “Stop knocking. The family has just left. There’s nobody at home right now.”
“What? They’ve all left?” Josiah immediately approached and asked, “Wasn’t Old Mr. Xander in the herb fields? Did he leave just like that?”
“There’s nothing odd about that. The fields are close by. He can leave whenever he wants, can’t he?” the neighbor pointed out.
“Then do you know where they went?” Josiah probed.
The neighbor eyed the both of them cautiously and inquired, “Who are you two, anyway? Why are you asking so much?”
Josiah pulled out a random excuse. “We’re Yolanda’s friends.”
“Tsk. Drop the act.” The neighbor was not easily fooled. “If you were her friends, why are you asking me about this then? You could’ve just given her a call.”
“Her phone is switched off!” Josiah protested.
“I can’t help you, then. All I know is that she drove away earlier. I don’t know exactly where she’s gone to,” the neighbor said.
No sooner had he spoken than his wife came running out of the courtyard.
She recognized Josiah in an instant. “Hey! Isn’t that the guy who made a scene in front of the Xander residence yesterday and caused Ms. Xander to call the police on him? Why is he back again? Hurry! Close the door!”
“Huh?” The man immediately moved to protect his wife. “He told me that he was Ms. Xander’s friend. So, it turns out that he’s bad news. No wonder the whole family has left. They must be hiding from people like him.”
“No! That’s all a misunderstanding.” Josiah wanted to explain, but all that he got in response was the loud sound of the mansion’s metal gate clanging shut.
He felt completely defeated. With arms akimbo, he looked at Winnie with an aggrieved expression and asked, “Do I really look like a bad guy?”
“Not really,” Winnie responded.
Josiah cried, “Exactly! Ugh, these people—”
However, before he could finish his grumble, Winnie continued, “You just look a little creepy. You know, the creeps in movies are just like you—they look like a gentleman on the outside and wear gold-rimmed glasses. The more harmless they seem on the surface, the more twisted they are deep down.”
Josiah was speechless for a moment. “Thanks, I guess. In any case, at least you complimented my appearance. Hurry up and get back in the car. Let’s see if we can catch up with them.”
As he spoke, he got into the driver’s seat.
Winnie followed him in. “There’s only one road here. If we drive a little faster, we might just be able to catch up with them.”
“Sit tight, then,” he cautioned.
He then began driving at top speed. In less than ten minutes, they saw a red sedan in front of them.
“I think the car parked in their courtyard was red. I’m guessing the owner of the vehicle must be Yolanda,” Josiah remarked.
Winnie nodded. “I vaguely remember that as well.”
“Okay. I’m going to go past them now. You’ll get to witness my driving skills.”
With that, he floored the gas pedal, increasing the speed to one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour. The car shot forward like an arrow.
When he stopped the car horizontally thirty meters before the red car, Winnie drawled, “There goes your driving license.”
Josiah had lost his patience at that point. “Who do you think I’m doing all this for?”
“I told you to chase them, not to block the road!” she argued.
“How about we make a bet? I bet that if she knows we’re chasing her, she’ll never stop the car unless she has a flat tire.”
Winnie did not respond to that statement of his. Their eyes met, and they both unbuckled their seatbelts at the same time before getting out of the car.
At that moment, the red car was already slowing down.
Through the window, they could both see the woman in the driver’s seat.
“That’s Yolanda, no doubt about it,” Josiah affirmed to Winnie.
She frowned. “The person in the front passenger seat is the housekeeper that I talked to earlier. Do you see that, though, Josiah? There’s nobody in the backseat. It looks like Old Mr. Xander isn’t in the car.”
“F*ck!” Josiah pushed his glasses up. “You’re right. There’s nobody there. We were deceived by the guy from before. Could it be that Yolanda planned all of this out beforehand?”
“I’m not sure about that, but she should be a tough nut to crack!” Winnie commented.
“Why do you say that?” he asked.
“Aren’t you seeing this? She’s accelerating. She probably plans on smashing right into our car,” Winnie pointed out.
By the time the words came out of her mouth, it was too late. Yolanda was already heading straight toward their car.
“F*ck!” Josiah could not help but curse. “Does she have no sense of self-preservation?”
Winnie’s eyebrows were furrowed into a knot. Not only did Yolanda have no regard for her own life, but it also seemed that she did not care for the housekeeper, who was in the front passenger seat, either.
She hurriedly jumped into a ditch next to the road. There was not a ditch on Josiah’s side of the road, so he had no choice but to jump into the fields.
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