NovelBook"I see." Debra paused, her brow furrowed in thought. "Have someone go to the police station and check if there have been any recent arrests of prostitutes around Shelia's age." "Prostitutes? Ben was puzzled.
He couldn't see any connection between the two matters.
Debra recalled the grim details from her previous life. When Edgar finally found Jade, the newspapers had been quick to report that she was a prostitute. She had been imprisoned for her actions and suffered greatly, enduring illness and pain in jail for over six months before ultimately succumbing to her fate.
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"Just follow my instructions," Debra said. "I believe it will lead us to sanswers." "Got it." Ben, though still bewildered, agreed to comply.
Debra hung up the phone, and Erica asked curiously, "Are you suspecting that the real Jade was imprisoned for prostitution and Shelia took her identity?" "It's just a guess," Debra admitted. "Since Clarissa insists that Shelia is her daughter, Shelia's identity must be fake. Given that she managed to change her identity, she likely cinto contact with female prisoners during her tin jail." "Yeah, Shelia might have met someone in prison. With her cunning, pretending to be someone else isn't new for her. It could very well be the case." Erica seemed to grasp the core of the issue, her eyes widening with understanding. She nodded resolutely. "I'll have Randy handle it right away." "Wait," Debra called out to stop her. "We shouldn't alarm them just yet, and I think things might be more complicated than they seem." "Why do you say that?" Erica asked.
"Edgar isn't a simple person. If he had call the way to Seamar City to find Jade, he wouldn't have cunprepared. Do you think he could be fooled by Shelia's poor acting so easily?" Debra replied.
Erica pondered the question. "Maybe he didn't have tto think things through?" Debra sighed. "I'm not sure. I just feel there's something off. Let's wait until Ben finishes the investigation." Just then, the door creaked open, and Randy walked in, his nose red from the cold. "The snow is so heavy. I almost froze to death." Erica looked behind him, but Marion was nowhere to be seen.
"Why are you alone? Where's Marion?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry.
Randy shrugged, a hint of defensiveness in his voice. "He's still out there." Erica's concern turned to exasperation. "What do you mean he's still out there? Why aren't you with him?" Randy explained, "He was unwilling to takewith him, tellingto cback and take care of you." "How could you let him go alone? Don't you know his temper? What if..." Erica reproached.
Randy was frustrated. "I already got an earful from Marion. Do you have to scoldtoo? I feel like I'm buried under a pile of complaints." With a sigh, he placed a heavy bag in front Debra. "Marion asked bring this back. It's back. It's supposed t be good for swelling "So much? Did you buy this?" Erica asked.
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