Chapter 4
I sneered at him. Shane Lundberg, do you finally remember what I said when I called you? I was begging for your help! Why didn’t you save me?
And now you dare react like this–who are you trying to fool?
“That’s impossible!” Amber immediately denied it. “If Allison was murdered, there must be a reason. If it was for money, the wedding dress she was wearing was worth millions, adorned with real diamonds. Why wouldn’t the killer keep it?
“If it was for lust, the murderer would’ve destroyed the blood–stained dress, not tossed it into the river. And besides, who kills someone, painstakingly removes the dress, and then makes the body disappear? It doesn’t make any sense.
“Exactly!” Shane’s eyes lit up. “Did you find any other clues at the scene? Things like her phone, shoes, or personal items? Or perhaps the weapon, or more blood traces?”
“None so far.”
Amber made her conclusion. “I think Allison deliberately removed the wedding dress, stabbed it with a knife, dripped some of her blood on it, and threw it into the water to create a spectacle.‘
“That bitch has become utterly uncontrollable. It was one thing to pull small tricks in the past. to vie for attention, but now she’s involving the police,” said a sharp voice.
It to
It was my mother.
The Schultz family had been summoned by the police for questioning, and they arrived just in time to overhear the conversation.
From my parents to my brother, their responses were eerily identical.
Liam interrupted, “Mrs. Schultz, please calm down.”
“Calm down? Officer, you’re not young anymore. You must have children of your own. If the daughter you lovingly raised turned out to be an ungrateful brat who cruelly hurt her siblings, could you stay calm?”
My eldest brother glanced at his watch. “Officer, we’re very busy. We’re only here today to tell you not to waste our time on childish games.”
I stood silently to the side, my chest aching as if it were being pierced by countless needles.
Looking at the parents and brother who had once loved me so dearly, I couldn’t help but feel they had become strangers. What had I done to deserve this level of disdain?
The officers were visibly shocked. One of them blurted out, “She’s your family, and she’s missing. Maybe she committed suicide, maybe she was murdered, but either way, you’re not
even a little concerned?‘
“My daughter’s thick–skinned and shameless. There’s no way she’d commit suicide. And she’s Mrs. Lundberg–who would dare harm her? Stop wasting police resources. She’s probably hiding somewhere, laughing at all of us.”
“I have a meeting shortly, so I’m leaving.”
The Schultz family went through the motions and then hurried out, treating the investigation like a trivial errand.
I even overheard my mother mutter, “I didn’t even get to finish my manicure. What a waste of time over something so trivial.”
“Mom, where did you get your nails done? They look beautiful,” Amber chimed in.
“I’ll take you there later. We’ll also get facials. If Allison weren’t so insufferable, I wouldn’t have grown these extra wrinkles.”
As they left, only Shane remained behind, silent.
“Mr. Lundberg, did Ms. Schultz contact you before she went missing? We understand you fled the wedding yesterday, leaving her humiliated. This could’ve caused her emotional distress, increasing the likelihood of suicide. If you know anything, we ask for your cooperation…”
At those words, Shane flared up. The officer’s implication stung as if he were directly responsible for my death.
He slammed his hand on the table and stood up. “Officer Liam, you haven’t found a body or a crime scene, yet you’re so certain she’s dead?”
“She’s your wife!”
Shane’s face twisted with irritation as he rose to leave. “Then wait until you find a body to start your investigation.
