Boomerang Love

Jessica pushed at his hand, trying to fend for herself.

Ivan thought of Simone; if Jessica was gone, they could be together in the open. He didn't have to be saddled with the reputation of being a divorcee and could use Jessica's death to get Simone's sympathy.

Thus, he pushed her off the balcony with his hands around her neck.

Naomi imagined the scene in her mind. Suddenly, a boy addressed her, saying, "Miss, are you investigating what happened in Unit 302?"

Naomi came to her senses. She looked down to see a masked boy, who seemed to be around seven or eight years old, looking at her seriously.

Naomi kneeled in front of the boy and patted his hair gently. She said, "I'm a lawyer. I'm investigating what happened to the woman from this unit."

The boy listened to what Naomi said. He asked, "You're helping her, right?" Naomi replied, "Yeah! I'm her lawyer, helping her dig out the truth."

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The boy pulled out a hard drive from his pocket and passed it to Naomi. "In that case, pass this to you. Perhaps it will be of use. But please don't tell anyone I gave it to you."

Naomi accepted the hard drive he passed her. She was stunned. This kid...

To Naomi's surprise, the boy said, "I'm sure it will be helpful. You have to help her catch the bad guy in Unit 302."

After finishing, the boy ran away without giving her the chance to react.

Looking at his retreating figure, Naomi hurriedly tucked the hard drive into her pocket. She didn't chase him down.

This hard drive must've contained important information. Thus, she couldn't follow him or ask any other questions, nor could she let anyone know that the boy had passed it to her.

She couldn't risk endangering him.

Once she got Ivan convicted, she would have ample time to thank the boy.

She watched him disappear from sight. Then, she took the drive back to the firm.

Naomi had just sat in front of her table when her phone rang. Ronald was calling. He said, "Naomi, I've investigated what you asked me to. Fuck. He can't be human. He's nothing but a monster."

Naomi replied, "Alright. Email it to me."

After they hung up, Ronald quickly emailed what he had found to her.

Looking at what Ronald had sent, Naomi's face paled in front of the computer. She went to the prosecutor's office immediately with the hard drive in hand.

When she returned to the firm, she gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Her brain was filled with images of Jessica's horrible treatment and Ivan's fake demeanor.

As the red lights turned green, Naomi sped off. A white Maserati cut her off. Naomi turned to take a look and saw the side profile of the Maserati's driver. Naomi was stunned.

It was her!

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Although she'd only gotten a glance, she was unable to come to her m

senses for a long time. She stared at the car for a while before looking back at the road and driving back to the law firm.

At night, her colleagues got off work one by one. Naomi remained in the office to work overtime. She occasionally recalled the profile she had caught a glimpse of.

Sometimes, she also thought of the fire Chloe described.

Once the sky outside had completely darkened, Naomi stretched and prepared to get off work. Suddenly, someone knocked on her table.

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