My Mute Bride

Chapter 243 Hans’ Actual Murderer

“I can’t think of a reason other than related interests,” Janice said as she replayed the video. “But there’s enough evidence here to follow the lead and find the real culprit.”

Following her line of sight, Rachel stared at the enlarged image of the man in the video. “This is Stanley Tillery,” Janice said. “He has a pretty long record. He used to work for Gunny.”

“Gunny?” Rachel paled. “Are you saying Hans’ death is related to Jefferey?” Upon hearing that, Janice nodded seriously. “I didn’t bring it up before, because I couldn’t be certain Hans hadn’t stumbled upon something illicit by accident and was killed in order to silence him. From the look of things now, I can be certain.”

In the video were two groups of people making an exchange. A silver strongbox was in the frame, and the man carrying it was none other than Jefferey’s beater, Stanley.

Throughout her years of investigation, Rachel never thought the matter was related to Jefferey.

“After Gunny left the country, Stanley was the one to work under Jefferey, committing murders and robberies and other unsavory types of business. Several of the cases I investigated six years ago were related to him.”

“The drug agent cases?”

“Yes.”

Unplugging the USB stick from the computer, Janice continued, “Although the evidence has been altered, it meets the basic conditions to serve as criminal evidence. I’ll have Hans’ cases brought out for retrial as soon as possible. Wait to hear from me.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“I haven’t been working hard, you have.” Janice gave her a solemn look. “On behalf of Hans, I thank you.”

All of a sudden, Rachel felt her nose itch and she had to turn her face away to keep from crying.

Currently, Janice was the only person left in the world with whom she could still bring up Hans and the only person, to her, who was related to Hans in some way. While there were many things they couldn’t say outright to each other, a single glance between them could convey what words could not.

Patting her shoulder, Janice continued, “This is the Hudson Family business, though. Are you sure you want me to go through with it?”

“Don’t forget that Jefferey murdered my mother,” Rachel answered her. “The statute of limitations on my mother’s case has passed, but not on Hans’ case. He’s not getting away with it again. I’m taking him for everything he’s worth.”

“Alright. I’ll help you.”

Rachel drove aimlessly around by herself for a

the sky was

Residence were on and when Rachel arrived home, the

the couch, Justin lifted his head and

on

up. “There’s cake today,

Samuel clapped his hands. “It’s strawberry cake,

somewhat sternly. “You won’t be

want cake. I won’t be able to have cake if I eat too much dinner,” Samuel refuted, rolling his eyes at Justin before walking up to Rachel. “Let’s go cut the cake,

his rights to discipline someone else’s son, so he could only

up to Rachel. “I want to have some cake like Samuel, Mommy!

large, starry eyes, Rachel could

“Well, she’s certainly found someone to back her up. Go ahead and spoil her, then. I doubt she’ll

in a while.” With that, Rachel led the children into the dining room to cut the cake,

instructed, “Everyone can have only one piece and once you’re done, we’ll have

“No problem, Mommy!”

“Okay.”

sitting alone in the living room, rifling through a magazine. And so, she asked, “Do you want a piece? It’s

my arm is in order to reach

tone was full of resentment, for his back and his thigh

“I think Daddy wants you

made a face. “Even I don’t need Mommy to

romance, Samuel!” Charlotte batted her eyelashes in

man in the

rolled her eyes at the two children. “Your teacher has informed me that you’re

mouth before

what about

glanced at

gaze and muttered under his breath, “We’re growing children. We

silent. Only then did Rachel smugly carry