“Then should we call the police?” I asked, my voice filled with hesitation.
Riley swiftly dismissed the idea.
Perhaps driven by her overwhelming anxiety, she somehow managed to find a semblance of calm amidst the chaos.
“No, we can’t involve the police! If Luca has indeed been kidnapped, notifying the authorities might enrage the abductor. There’s a chance they could harm Luca in response!”
“Then what course of action should we take? Rescuing Luca by ourselves seems like an insurmountable task.”
Riley pondered for a moment, her mind racing for a solution. Finally, she said with determination, “I’ll discreetly reach out to a trustworthy police officer and ask them to investigate in secrecy. We must avoid drawing excessive attention, and it will facilitate their search for Luca’s whereabouts.”
“Alright, let’s proceed with that plan.”
I gazed at Riley with admiration, silently applauding her.
The depth of a mother’s Love was truly remarkable. In the face of fear,
Riley displayed exceptional strength, maintaining her composure and exhibiting newfound wisdom. At that moment, she outshone me, proving her unwavering dedication to her child’s well-being.
“Debra, I’m unsure which police officer I should contact. Do you know someone suitable?” Riley held her phone, ready to dial, but uncertainty clouded her expression.
A name popped into my mind.
“Yes, we can reach out to Zoe for assistance. She is diligent and competent, and I believe she will swiftly bring Luca back to us.”
“Okay.”
Riley didn’t question my suggestion and immediately dialed Zoe’s number.
As expected, Zoe arrived within minutes.
However, her expression held a hint of surprise upon seeing me.
I could sense that Zoe was in a troubled state. Tension etched across her face, and her eyes harbored a mix of negative emotions. She was typically impassive when dealing with others, as if ready for a fight at any moment.
Perhaps Harlan had not disclosed the true reason for his abrupt departure.
Yet, Zoe’s stubborn nature persisted, leading her to resist reaching out and seeking my assistance for so long. She truly possessed a remarkable capacity for endurance.
Indeed, Zoe and Harlan made for a good match. They were both stubborn and obstinate.
“Zoe, how have you been lately?”
I greeted Zoe, hoping to show concern for her well-being. However, she simply brushed off my words.
“Riley, could you please provide me with the precise time when your child left the kindergarten? I need to review the surveillance footage corresponding to that timeframe,” Zoe requested, her tone professional and focused.
Riley remained unaware of the underlying tension between Zoe and me.
