"Hello? Hello?" called out Randy. "Are you still there?"
Freda didn't dare to say anything and merely looked at Carla cautiously.
When she noticed Carla mouthing some words, Freda said, "You should leave the place as soon as possible. It's dangerous there."
After that, Freda hung up the call at Carla's command.
"What is going on?" blurted Freda. "The kid said that the ring belongs to his mommy."
"Could it be…" Rogan stared at the photo, then at Carla. Deep down, she was tempted to say that she could see the resemblance between Carla and the three kids.
"That's not possible, " insisted Carla. Although she suspected that she was their mother too, she quickly dismissed the thought and frowned while adding, "Maybe I killed the kid's mom? Or maybe I picked up the ring somewhere?"
"Yes, definitely, " replied Freda as she nodded. "It's just a small trinket. It doesn't mean anything."
"Besides, we shouldn't take the kid's words too seriously, " Rogan chimed in.
Carla stared at the screen without saying a word. No one knew what she was thinking at that moment.
Meanwhile, Randy frowned while holding his phone. He didn't understand why they suddenly hung up.
They don't seem like they have vile intentions. At the very least, they didn't hurt me.
But the mystery of the ring remains unsolved.
As Randy stared at the locked gates, he was tempted to get in and take a look, but that would be inappropriate. Besides, they are watching me via the cameras. I won't be able to do anything even if I enter the house.
It'd also be dangerous if they think I've offended their employer and attack me.
Those thoughts prompted Randy to turn around and leave with Dori.
Just then, his phone rang once again. He thought that it was a call from the girls, so he got excited. But when he checked the screen to see that the call was from Jombo, his eyes dimmed with disappointment.
"Hello."
"Randy, where are you? Are you almost here?"
"We're on the way and will be there soon, " replied Randy calmly.
"Good. I had Thompson call Polka earlier, but no one picked up. I thought that something terrible had happened, so I was so worried."
"It's fine. I had a stomachache, so we took a detour. We'll be there soon. It'd probably take another thirty minutes or so."
"Alright, have Polka drive slowly. There's no need to rush."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Randy turned to the camera and requested, "Please call me if you ever decide to answer my question."
After that, Randy left with Dori.
As Carla stared at the kid's leaving figure, she finally came around and demanded, "How is the investigation of that matter going? Did you find anything?"
"We don't know why, but all records, including photos and video footage, of Zayn's wedding have suddenly disappeared. There is no way of finding them.
"All we know about Diane is that she studied music, and your father was the one who paid for her university tuition fees. Her mother used to be your family's nanny.
"That's all we learned. We can't find anything else. It's as if she vanished into thin air after she showed up in Stifling Night that night, and there's no way of locating her."
Freda reported, "But we have Roland with us now. He is still locked in the basement, and you can interrogate him whenever you want."
"Let's go talk to him, " said Carla as she turned off her computer and got up to head out.
Randy was disappointed as he returned to the car. He finally got in touch with the mysterious woman, but she didn't offer any clue or information. Looks like I won't be able to learn anything using this method.
I will have to find another way to go about it.
"Mr. Randuwell!" Polka rushed over urgently at that moment. "You gave me a fright. I thought you…"
"I told you. I only left to find Dori, " lied Randy, pointing at the parrot on his shoulder. "Great-grandpa doesn't know about this, does he?"
"Not yet…"
"Good, " replied Randy before he hopped into the car. "Let's go."
Polka then got into the car as well. He carefully inquired, "W-were you really only out to look for the parrot?"
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