Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina wasn’t in the mood to cook at the moment. She joined Bettie in discussing Lunch options. Then she sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Since the kidnappers were so capable, the hostage must be an important figure.

If she wanted to continue her investigation, she knew she couldn’t do it alone.

“A penny for your thoughts?” Bettie asked.

“Just pondering a few things.” Sabrina’s lips curled into a faint smile, her composure returning. “By the way, do you know any private detectives in Mathias?”

“Private detectives? Why do you ask?” Bettie widened her eyes, curious.

you want to

who killed my father,” Sabrina answered, her voice

didn’t elaborate. A knowing glance passed between

various people. Additionally, she inherited savings from her deceased father’s estate. As a result, she didn’t have to worry about money or survival. She wanted to seek revenge against the truck driver who killed her

in comparison to the loss of

understandable that she found it difficult to let

detectives, but I can

and discreet. I don’t want anyone to find

Bettie assured. “By the way, did Bradley tell you that he asked us out for

phone. She realized that Bradley had sent her a message. She had been too focused on the kidnapping investigation