No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 424

I had finally pieced together what he had been digging into.

This should have been a trio of good news knocking at my door, yet, for some odd reason, my eyelids twitched uneasily.

"What did you find?" My voice was taut with tension.

"The info you stumbled upon isn't the whole picture. There's a final conclusion missing, and I can't fathom why you didn't see it," Jefferson said, his tone laced with confusion.

I inhaled sharply, "So, did you uncover anything?"

"No. The officer who handled the car accident case passed away."

My heart skipped a beat, and a bitter taste filled my mouth, "When did he die?"

"A month after your dad's accident was closed."

My breath hitched, and I found myself at a loss for words until Jefferson called out my name, "Felicia..."

I cut him off, "Do you think the officer's death has something to do with the final verdict of my dad's accident?"

"I've had my suspicions. But the man died of a sudden heart attack. There's a hospital death certificate and everything," Jefferson's words left me speechless.

"I had someone look for his family, but they didn't have much to say," Jefferson added.

A chill ran down my spine, "So, there's nothing left to investigate, right?"

"It seems so, unless the officer left something behind. But his family doesn't know anything, and his death was so sudden," Jefferson's explanation made it clear – my dad's car accident case was a dead end.

"What about his colleagues or friends?" I was disappointed but still trying to grasp at straws.

Jefferson replied, "Looked into that too."

Hearing this, I closed my eyes. "It seems we're at a dead end unless the dead can speak."

"There might still be a way. I can try to speak with the officer's family or someone he was close to at work. Maybe there's still a chance," Jefferson was clearly trying to comfort me.

He quickly replied: [Richard.]

Staring at the name, I got lost in thought. Ernest came over after his shower. I put my phone aside, and he scooped me up onto his lap, "Tired? I'll give you a bath."

"Exhausted, but I don't feel like it," I nestled into his neck.

"I'll bathe you."

I shook my head, "Let's just sit for a moment."

"Something on your mind?" He always knew.

He had once mentioned he would look into his father's car accident, prompting me to ask, "Ernest, any updates on the investigation into the accident?"

He tightened his hold on me, "The official verdict was a brake failure, but the officer handling the case died of a sudden heart attack. I've talked to his family and some colleagues, but there's nothing new to find."

His words echoed Jefferson's, confirming he hadn't lied to me.