I ended the call and bolted downstairs to the garage. The sight that greeted me made my legs go weak because the car was gone and the place where it should have been was completely empty.
It was clear I had both car keys in my hand. How could the car just vanish?
As I took a deep breath, I pulled out my phone and dialed Ellen Bordeaux, the receptionist at my company.
Then I opened my mouth to ask, “Hey, do you know what time Arnold got to the office today? Has he left at all?”
“Mr. Jefferson got in around ten this morning,” she said. “He’s been in a meeting with the design team ever since. He hasn’t even taken a lunch break. He definitely hasn’t left at all.”
Arnold had left our house around half past nine in the morning and arrived at work by ten o'clock. The police said the crash happened just thirty minutes ago.
Since Ellen was my cousin and we were close, she would not lie to me.
So, if he was not the perpetrator, who could it be?
I did not say anything for a while. Finally, Ellen persuaded me with a lowered voice, “Don’t worry, Carol. I’ve got your back. No little vixen is getting near your man.”
"Calm down. I mean it. According to my observation, your husband is very loyal. He always talks about you. Everyone here’s jealous of what you two have …."
However, these were not the words I wanted to hear,
“I was just curious, that’s all,” I replied and hung up.
Although frustration welled up inside me, I knew I had to stay calm. If I panicked now and became disoriented, I would walk right into whatever trap someone had set for me.
I replayed the officer’s words in my head. He only said my car was involved but he never said he had confirmed I was the driver.
This time around, I hadn’t even left the house. Maybe—just maybe—things could still be different.
I quickly called a taxi and headed straight for the crash site.
However, when I arrived, I saw it was exactly just like it was happened in my previous life.
As soon as I arrived at the scene, the same horror that happened in unfolded in front of my eyes.
People in the crowd spotted me almost immediately.
She shouted, “That’s her! Officer, it’s her! She was driving like a maniac. She didn’t even try to slow down before she rammed straight into that family of three!”