Chapter 212

It was 5:00 am. Vespera was in a deep slumber. She had set two phones on the bedside table, and one buzzed with an incoming message. By the time she saw the message, it was already morning. It was a text from Felicia. "I got the truth out from her—the young man's dead body is probably hidden in the countryside or in the mountains of Ashford. "There's a small hill with flowers, grass, and a pond. There's a small wooden cabin too. You were once classmates. Do you have any idea where this place could be? Ashford? Not that place again! Vespera seemed somewhat drawn to Ashford lately. Not only had she heard about it several times, but Felicia even brought it up in her text today. A small hill, flowers, grass, a pond, and a small wooden cabin—all of that sounded like scenery in the mountains. But after Vespera gave it more thought, the description didn't seem to match. Also, was Quentin from Ashford? Rebecca had mailed the information to her. All this while, Vespera thought Quen