Chapter 655 Birds Of A Feather Despite Emmelineâs doubts, she wanted to see Janie regardless of whether or not the arrangement was fake.
Despite Emmelineâs doubts, she wanted to see Janie regardless of whether or not the arrangement was fake.
Once Abel left the room, she reached for her phone and dialed the number that had sent her the text.
The call was immediately rejected.
A text came in right after. âAre you already in Falmouth, Em?â
She replied, âI got into an accident. At the hospital. Canât meet up right now.â
âAre you okay?â
âA few scratches here and there. Iâm fine.â
âRest well. Iâll contact you again some other time.â
Emmeline frowned.
She felt strongly that the one texting her was not Janie!
Janie wouldâve asked her which hospital she was at and scrambled over.
Whoever was texting her was indifferent and sounded not at all nervous or concerned.
Emmeline was still in a daze when Abel returned. He took her hand.
âLuca cooperated with traffic law enforcement to investigate the two vehicles that are under suspicion.â
She nodded in agreement.
âI also need the number you were in contact with. Luca will handle the rest.â
She looked at the number that sent the text messages and had Abel jot down the number now.
Abel dialed the number.
A phone suddenly started to ring.
Evelyn glanced at the incoming call and immediately felt like she had been bitten by a snake.
She tossed the phone aside.
âWhatâs wrong?â Alana asked as she picked it up.
A single glance at the familiar number flashing on the screen had Alana scrambling to hit the button to end the call.
She switched off the phone and pulled out the SIM card.
She then flushed the SIM card down the toilet.
The number wasnât registered. It couldnât be traced back to them as long as itâs destroyed.
âSh*t! Abel has found out about it!â Alana had turned pale.
She had experienced hell by his hands.
The pain and fear of having two of her fingers chopped off were always at the back of her mind.
âThe important part is that those two allowed Emmeline to escape. All she suffered was minor abrasions. She didnât die in the car crash!â Evelyn gritted her teeth.
The humiliation she felt from having to beg Emmeline for mercy was an experience she would never forget.
The thought of her revenge not being fulfilled suffocated her.
âAll I knew was that Emmeline is a professional racer,â Alana said. âI didnât think she was that good at it!â
Evelynâs voice was filled with hatred. âJust how much is that woman capable of?! I donât understand her!â
âWe have to be more cautious when the opportunity strikes again. Sheâs not an easy target,â Alana said.
âWhat a waste of all that money.â There was a murderous look in Evelynâs eyes. âWhat should we do next, Alana? It goes without saying Abel is going to look into this!â
âI need the two drivers to disappear. If Abel gets his hands on them, weâre done!â
âWeâre lucky the car plates are fake but how do we get them out of the picture?â Evelyn pondered. âIâm willing to shell out the money but I wonât stoop to murder.â
âDid you forget that Iâm an assassin trained by Adam Ryker?â Alana looked amused. âKilling Abel is something I canât do but the two racers are small fries.â
Evelyn sucked in a breath and staggered back.
âWhat? Scared?â Alana smiled coldly. âI was raised a dignified lady too but here I am forced into the life of an assassin no thanks to Emmeline.â
âSheâs our common enemy.â Evelyn scoffed. âJust because she got away this time doesnât mean sheâll be so lucky the next time!â
âIâll go deal with the racers then.â
Alana turned to leave.
Back at the Falmouth Hospital, Abel broke into a smirk.
Whoever was behind the number had rejected his call. He discovered that the phone had been switched off when he tried to call again.
âEmma, this isnât Janie.â
âWhy are you so certain?â Emmeline frowned.