"What? Violet hasn't contacted you for ten days, and you still think she won't have an accident?"
Wade's eyes were full of anxiety, and I was a bit touched. During my years of marriage, he would help me out every time I had a quarrel with Ken.
Somewhat shaken by his words, Ken took out his mobile phone and quickly flipped through the screen with his fingers.
I breathed a sigh of relief as I watched him find my name and was about to click on the screen.
He will soon find out that I am missing.
With his ability, he must be able to find out that this pile of minced flesh is me.
I watched helplessly as he dialed my number, but before the call could connect, the door to the forensic laboratory was pushed open by a young officer, Leo.
He poked his head in, carrying a thermos.
"Ken, this was just delivered for you by Violet!"
A flash of resentment crossed Ken's eyes, and he hung up the phone without hesitation.
"You see, she couldn't have gotten into trouble. Troublesome people live a thousand years!"
Only Wade still harbored a sliver of doubt.
"You say it was delivered by Violet? Did you see her?"