My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya knew full well that the police had already been meticulous in searching for any breakthrough, but not a hint of suspicious evidence was left at the crime scene…

She took a deep breath and turned to look at the small path she had come from.

The scattered footprints in the woods around the path might be the only thing she could investigate. Even though it was a difficult task, she was determined to try it.

Rather than retracing her steps on the path, Freya entered the nearby grove.

The trees in this grove were dense and blocked out the sun. Even though it was afternoon, it was still dim. inside.

Who knew what it would be like at night?

Freya thought about the many young couples who liked to date in the woods at night. But after what happened to Benjamin, such activities were certainly not going to take place anymore. Nevertheless, it was a line of investigation.

Inside the grove, Freya carefully surveyed the area, walking step by step until she reached the center of the grove. There, she looked around in all directions.

“As expected, nothing,” Freya sighed.

She was about to turn around and leave when she noticed a glint from the corner of her eye.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly realized what it might be and turned back.

Lodged in the tangle of branches of one tree, a camera used for photography was quietly lying there.

Freya’s eyes lit up. She rolled up her sleeves and immediately climbed the tree..

Her climbing skills were decent, and in no time, she had reached the upper branches. She picked up the camera to examine it..

The camera was completely dark, indicating that it had run out of battery.

the camera faced and found that it was pointing at a secluded spot, hidden. among the dense

closely together, forming a natural

have some exciting and

squinted her eyes.

case it captured anyone who had visited the woods on the day of the incident, it could be a lead to follow up on. At that,

outlets. She planned to charge the camera there and see what was inside.

reach the edge of the grove, her footsteps

ran down her spine. Without hesitation, she swiftly

bolt flew past her from behind, embedding itself

out on Freya’s back. If it were a while ago, before she had given birth, the arrow would’ve pierced

to see a gray figure not far away. Seeing that the first shot

about him, but he had a

long without finding any leads. The Kaufmann family couldn’t continue

dashed forward to chase after the figure. Her body was agile, her steps swift. She followed

for a wall and vaulted over it from the edge of the lake.

to a stop. She didn’t know what lay beyond the wall. Jumping over it recklessly could make her an easy target when

and stared at the wall

the only ways were through

her mind, her eyes lit up. Maybe my line of thinking had

a place they had previously successfully escaped from. Freya fixed her gaze on the wall the person had climbed over and

for a split. This was the last push-off after a running start, attempting to jump the wall.

Officer Jonathan Copper, who was in charge of Melissa’s case at

Freya, Melissa’s cousin. I’m at Evergreen University right now, and I’ve found more clues

of the phone, Jonathan instructed Freya to stay put, they were on their way to

the phone, Freya looked around. Standing here was undoubtedly risky. There was no cover around, and the person she encountered earlier had a crossbow. If

her lips together. For Melissa’s sake,

vigilant