Sweet Divorce

“The remitter was Rita.”

The answer covered Liam’s face with a layer of frozen ice. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. We even found the surveillance tape of Rita remitting at the bank.”

“Send me the video.”

“Yes.”

He hung up, is face livid.

The remitter was Rita?

That’s the last outcome he would expect.

With a plinking sound, a message popped up on his phone.

Liam put the car in neutral and clicked on the video.

When he’s done watching the clip, he looked so dreadful that as if he was going to kill someone.

He dialed a number. “Jacob, I’ll send you a video. I need you to find out whether it’s been edited. Hit me back in ten minutes and tell me the result.”

“No. don’t hang up, I want to know immediately.”

“Yeah… alright.”

Jacob was still drinking, the sudden call and Liam’s cold voice gave him a pause. Then he put down his wine hurriedly and dashed upstairs to the third floor of the bar.

It was one of Jacob’s stomping grounds.

He turned on the computer and start authenticating the video.

About ten minutes later.

“Liam, the video is original.”

Jacob’s voice rang again on Liam’s phone. Liam wrinkled his brows. “Are you sure?”

“Affirmative.”

Liam’s voice died off, but still, Jacob could feel his coldness through the phone.

His mouth a tight line, Jacob gave one more glance at the video playing on loop.

He took a deep breath and broke the silence. “Liam. If Rita told you to probe into what happened that year, she wouldn’t leave such solid evidence. She’s not that dumb.”

to

talking about now was a matter of life. Jacob was aware of the magnitude

he watched the video. “Indeed. Nobody would be that dumb. Things are

all we have found are evidence to seal

it makes it impossible to doubt Rita’s sin.” Liam frowned. “But

trusted Rita more

started to believe that somebody set Rita up,

to square one, what do we

with Rita the other day, he said. “Look

Charlotte?

have

was confused. But since Liam asked, he’s going to

took more puffs, feelings

this, who

his purpose to set Rita up and drag Liam down with

somebody was going

real culprit was, Liam

nothing to do

the window,

realized he was happy, he

in his brain. Liam, you’re in love

***

Liam drove back home.

room as

Nobody’s home?

Where is she?

is she doing out there

didn’t last long before it was replaced

was late in the

reading and took a quick look of the empty room.

lost sleep over

Damn.

heard footsteps

of alcohol saturated

She drank?

collapsed down. She fell

back, Liam was even more

two of them, silent, were sleeping back to

up the dark night,

“No… please.”

Rita’s painful whining, fear

was suddenly

do anything but look at her