Chapter 257. Finding Your Foundations

“I’m sorry, Emily. But it seems your family has left Mendez and transferred somewhere else,” the potbellied Police Chief sadly said as he placed one of his fat and wide palms on the petite lass’ slim back. “After all, it has been more than three years since you have disappeared.”

“I know Chief Bilal,” dejectedly stated the poor female witness as she wiped her falling tears from her dark brown eyes. “I suddenly remember now that my oldest sister worked in Israel and she was pushing to transfer my whole family there before I was kidnapped.”

“So since your home is now locked up tight, it would be safe to say that your elder sibling’s plan worked, and they have migrated to Israel now,” concluded the middle-aged overweight male with a wry smile at Emily, who he noticed with deep concern, was sniffing back tears. “Are you alright, girl?”

“Well, since I no longer have to be afraid that they might reject me after I tell them everything that happened all these years af