Chapter 986
Tarquin’s brow furrowed deeply as he glanced towards Verity. Had that phone call been from him?
What had he said to Verity? Had he threatened her?
Noticing his gaze, Verity looked at him through tear-soaked eyes before lowering her head again, softly sobbing.
With too many prying eyes around, Tarquin couldn’t afford a private conversation with Verity just yet. He had no choice but to let the police take her away for now.
“Keep someone on her. Let me know immediately if anything comes up p>
Josiah nodded, “Understood p>
Just as Verity was taken away, Tarquin’s phone rang. It was Elliot.
“Dad, when are you coming home?” The little guy sounded serious.
“What’s up p>
“Elijah and I stumbled upon something big p>
“What is it p>
Tarquin was suspicious. What kind of secret had they uncovered?
“Alright, I’ll be home in forty minutes p>
After hanging up, Tarquin started his car and headed home, his mind not really on Elliot’s words but filled with thoughts about Verity.
He couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something off about Verity’s expression when she was taken away by the cops.
What was she afraid of?
Before Tarquin could reach home, he got his answer!
The police car transporting Verity had collided with a van on the road, resulting in a severe accident.
Verity and a police officer were declared dead at the scene, along with the van driver. Three dead, one injured!
What was Verity afraid of? Death!
The call before the police arrived must have let her know she was going to die. That’s why she was scared. Josiah sent over a video of the accident scene. Tarquin grimaced, turned on his indicator, and pulled over to watch it.
The crash was gruesome. Verity lay in a pool of blood, her organs crushed out, head grotesquely misshapen.
Just minutes ago, she had been talking to him, and now she was nothing more than a horrific corpse p>
The chaos around was palpable – screams, screeching brakes, mixed with roars and cries p>
It instantly took Tarquin back to the day Elizabeth and Kendrick died, surrounded by a similar pandemonium.
His mother, lying in a pool of blood, resembled a snow lotus stained red p>
Lighting a cigarette, Tarquin leaned back in his seat and took a drag in silence.
His eyes reddened, not for Verity, but for his parents.
The thought of their death always left him with a lump in his throat, a bitter taste in his mouth.
After composing himself in the car for a while, Tarquin finally adjusted his state of mind and called Josiah.
He instructed him to follow up on the accident and report any irregularities.
Restarting the car, he hurried home.
Elliot and Elijah were waiting for him!
To put it harshly, Tarquin wasn’t satisfied with Verity’s death!
Firstly, he felt Verity got off too lightly.
Secondly, Verity was only one of the culprits; the mastermind was still out there!
If he wanted to avenge his parents, he needed to expose this mysterious figure!
The mysterious person acted against Verity so swiftly, which was unexpected for Tarquin.
Had he known, he would never have let the police take Verity away.
Though Verity was a murderer and deserved no sympathy, the innocent police officer’s death was a tragic loss!
Moreover, Tarquin hadn’t even had the chance to ask his questions, and now the lead was gone!
The mysterious person gave up on Verity, probably because they knew she had been exposed and were afraid she’d spill secrets, hence the silencing.
Perhaps even the mysterious person hadn’t expected Gideon to have evidence of Verity killing Tarquin’s parents!
But still p>
This person was still trying to hide their identity. Why wouldn’t they face him directly?
What were they considering, or fearing?
What did they want from him, and why not just come forward and ask?