In the midst of her pondering, a young policeman approached her, asking, “Excuse me, are you Raegan Hayes?"

Raegan gazed up at the police officer, and he continued, “Do you remember me? I used to work at the Tenassie station. I'm Eric Happer."

The mention of his name triggered a recollection. Raegan had spent years searching for the hit-and-run suspect responsible for her father's death.

Even after relocating to Ardlens, she returned annually to pursue the case, yet there had been no progress.

Eric, who had been newly transferred to the Tenassie station, had met Raegan a year earlier. Raegan's father's accident had been particularly tragic, and Raegan's striking appearance had left an impression on him.

Eric continued, “A few days ago, I heard from a former colleague that a recently captured fugitive confessed to the police. The crime scene wasn't far from the site of your father's accident. The fugitive mentioned seeing a suspicious vehicle. The details are still being investigated."

Raegan was taken aback by the revelation. Even though she had rarely spoken about the incident in recent years, it had never slipped her mind.

She immediately exchanged contact information with Eric, asking him to keep her informed of any updates.

After taking care of everything, Raegan was about to return to the nursing house when Hector's car pulled up right in front of her.

Raegan stood by the roadside and expressed her heartfelt thanks.

"Don't mention it," Hector replied, his voice gentle and devoid of the cruelty she had witnessed when he ruthlessly broke Brent's wrist.

He seemed like a completely different person.

“Where are you headed? Let me give you a lift," Hector offered.

“That's very kind of you, but I don't want to trouble you further.

I will hail a taxi."

Hector glanced at her and casually said, “It's not a big deal. Get in the car."

His tone was easygoing, yet there was an undeniable charm in his voice.

Grateful for his earlier help, Raegan didn't protest and obediently got into the car.

The moment she settled in, Hector handed her a handkerchief and motioned toward her right cheek.

Raegan examined herself through the car window and saw some bloodstains on her face. The handkerchief had a faint scent of sandalwood and felt exceptionally soft.