The Woman From Hell

Chapter 62
When Mason saw me walk in, he put down his phone. He looked at me and asked, “How was the site recce?”
“Not too bad. Do you need anything from me?” His schedule was not free enough for him to come all this way just to play with his
phone
”I told you this morning that I’d send you some soup.” He passed me a container. Drink this while it’s still hot. It’s good for
suppressing nausea.”
Thank you.” I was grateful. He had been very attentive to me and my troubles recently, and I felt bad he had had to come all this
way. “I’ll buy you a meal Someday to make up for this.”
il That’ll have to wait till after you’re done with this whole spokesperson thing. I heard you’re organizing a huge talent show for
this?” Mason sounded like he had just learned about it.
Yeah, so it can be fair and no one leels insulted,” I joked.
Helifted his head to look at me. “Do you ever wonder if the reason Theo passed this job to you was that he didn’t wanna work
with Newlight any longer? What are you gonna do if Sandy wins?”
Honestly speaking, even though I had the entire thing under control, there was still a possibility that the unexpected could
happen.
I frowned and asked, “What’s the real reason Theo wanted to switch Sandy
“You’ve gotta go ask him.” He did not say anything else.
I did not ask any more questions either, choosing to focus on my soup.
Abruptly, my phone rang. It was Cecilia.
Her anxious voice boomed in my ear the moment I picked up the phone. “Wanda, something’s happened. I’m in the police station
now, you’ve gotta come here.”
That gave me the shock of my life. What had happened to her? Why was she in the police station?

There was no time for me to ask for details. I hung up and rushed outside, but Mason stopped me halfway. “What happened?” he
asked.
“Something’s happened to Cecilia, she’s i in the police station now,” I answered as I hurried out the door. My body was swaying
violently out of balance from the panic I felt
He steadied me and said firmly, “I’ll go with you.”
I nodded. I was not familiar with the police station, so it would be better if Mason went with me.
We reached the police station that Cecilia had said she was at after a short while. She was locked up in the interrogation room. I
could not meet her face to face right now, so I went to talk to the police.” I’m Cecilia Shane’s family. What happened to her?”
Ms. Shane has been arrested on suspicion of drunk driving and a hit-and run. The injured party is still being treated at the
hospital.”
I stumbled, nearly losing my footing. It was already a crime to drink and drive, not to mention the hit-and-run. If she was guilty of
these charges, she would have to go to jail.
If that became reality, it was all over. I did not want to continue with that train o f thought.
I grasped the policeman tightly and pleaded, “Could you allow me to see Cecilia Shane, please? I beg of you, let me see her,
please.”
It was not allowed, but after Mason made a phone call, the policeman brought met O Cecilia’s interrogation room and gave m e
five minutes with her.
What in the world happened, Cecilia?! Why were you drinking in the middle of the day?” As soon as I entered, I began to hastily
question her.
“Wanda, I’m being framed. I didn’t drink at all, but the tests showed that the alcohol content in my bloodstream was really high.
Also, the victim, he was the one that crashed into my car...”
hand comfortingly and gestured for her t o speak slowly.
She paused before continuing “At that time, I had offered to send him to the hospital, but he waved me off, said he was okay, and
asked me to leave. However, as soon as I got back, some policemen came and showed me edited surveillance footage. It only

included the part where I knocked him and left, while the part in the middle where I got down from the car and talked to him was
gone.”
Cecilia started to look visibly disturbed as she was telling me about that part. She held her head in her hands, fearful,
I pulled her into my arms gently and asked, “Are you completely sure you didn’t drink?” I was worried she was telling me about
her drunken hallucinations.
“I swear to God, I really didn’t. Wanda, you’ve gotta believe me, everything I told you is true.” Cecilia grabbed my hand in
exasperation
Of course I believed her. I tried to calm myself down and asked, “Could you think
self down and asked, “Could you think again, carefully, whom you met before you started driving? Do you have any enemies or
people that don’t like you?”
“Oh yes! Cindy Reed! It must be her! She came into my shop with a man this afternoon and bought me a cup of tea. Not long
after they left, I drove out to get more supplies, and that’s when this happened.”
Cindy Reed?