My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1286

Rose held her phone tight, head down. “I’ll think about it,” she said quietly.

The lawyer nodded, opened the car door, and helped Rose and her grandmother inside.

In another car, the other officers turned to the woman in uniform. “Do you think Rose Ward will agree?”

She drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, thinking it over. “I hope so. Honestly, I’m not sure.”

About half an hour later, Rose finally got home. She made sure her grandmother was settled, tucking her in and making her comfortable under the covers.

Just as Rose was about to leave the room, her grandmother called out to her. “Rose,” she said, her voice gentle and slow, “I don’t have much education, but I’ve always thought the police are people you can trust. You should think carefully about what they said. Kidnapping is serious, and we’re just ordinary folks. How long would it take us to find her by ourselves? It’s better to let the police handle it. They do this for a living, don’t they?”

Rose was quiet for a few moments, smoothing out the blanket. “I’ll really think about it. But I need to talk with Tristan Davis first. I can’t make this decision alone.”

Her grandmother nodded. “You’re right. You should talk it over. Go on now, don’t worry about me.”

Rose pressed her lips together, then turned to go.

In the living room, she pulled out her phone and sent the video of her burning the file folder to Elizabeth Wilson.

Elizabeth replied almost right away.

After hesitating for a moment, Rose ended up telling Elizabeth everything the police had said.

On the other end, Elizabeth watched as a few men helped Tristan Davis up from the floor. She frowned, stepping aside so he could sit.

“You were kneeling for ages. Do your knees hurt?”

Tristan brushed the dust off his pants and shook his head. “I’m fine,” he said, voice low.

Elizabeth felt a twist of worry in her chest. “Are we really not calling the police? Maybe Benjamin Gomez isn’t as powerful as we think. How could he possibly know if we went to the police?”

Right now, he felt like a coward, hiding here and doing nothing.

He hated himself for it.

Elizabeth paused, finally understanding.

In a situation like this, there was no room for mistakes. One wrong step could ruin everything forever.

“I get it,” she said softly.

Tristan glanced at her. “Did Benjamin Gomez send any new messages?”

Elizabeth nodded. “He wants Rose Ward to destroy the evidence. We wait.”