Savage Love On His Wheelchair

"Well, did you ask anything?"

The group returned to Paul's house and Wilson asked.

That's why they wanted to ask around about Anthony from Ada's mouth to see if she could know something.

Rosemary sat on the stool and said, "She said she had never heard of Anthony, the White Forest Cottage is basically more people

with the surnWhite, like Paul these people of the opposite sex although quite a few, but she basically knows them all!"

"I sent out to investigate the information back basically with Miss Harris's almost, the White Forest Village a total of one hundred

and sixty households, of which only thirty or so of the opposite sex, in order to ensure the accuracy of the information letter, | also

commissioned someone to go to the police station to check again, indeed no!"

Paul looked at Marcy, thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Meyer, could it be that the other party's last name, is a mistake on your

part?"

With that said, Wilson and Marcy's eyes fell on Rosemary's body.

Seeing them all looking at themselves, Rosemary spoke up, "I've told you all | know, and | don't know much about Mr. Green's

situation!"

Other than knowing that Mr. Green was a good friend of her mother's, that was all she knew.

"Rosemary, you're thinking hard, did they ever tell you about any other last names!"

Wilson looked at her, since Anthony had asked them to chere that thing, there was no reason why they couldn't find someone.

They must have overlooked sdetail!

"You guys letthink about it!"

"Paul, what about the list of surnames you found out?"

Paul took out a file bag from a side bag and handed it to Marcy, "Here's all the information you found out!"

Receiving the information, Marcy looked at the npulled from the police station, and indeed there was no such surname.

Handing it to Wilson, Marcy pondered for a moment and spoke up, "Could it be that the old hhe's talking about isn't here at

all, it's somewhere else!"

"Mr. Green's old his here, that's what he toldhimself!"

Rosemary looked at them and said with certainty.

"If it is here, then it must be that we have overlooked which important link, according to what you guys said, Anthony was being

chased at the time, then it is obvious that the other side already knew his identity, and he chose to head to die when he died, then

the other side's people did not get what they wanted, then since that copy was not handed over to you either, that is what he hid

up, can spend so many years to hide the thing, must be very important!"

Marcy put himself out there, since he asked Rosemary to get this thing, naturally that thing is only known to Rosemary.

Recalling the scene, Wilson nodded his head, he remembered very clearly, when Anthony said that the document was very

important, absolutely can not fall into the hands of those people.

"I remember, when my dad toldthat he had something to give me, the nused was Giegie Williams, I just don't know if this

Giegie Williams stands for something else!"

Looking at them, Rosemary felt that she had no credibility in her own words.

"When | was a kid, my mom loved to callGiegie Williams, at first | thought it was just a nickname, until later | realized that that

nwas originally given toby my mom, as for the meaning of the n| don't know!"

Wilson handed the information sheet in his hand to Marcy and the two men looked at each other before looking at Paul and asking,

"Paul, does this Darkin Williams still live in White Forest Cottage?"

Paul took a look at the non it, a flash of surprise crossed his face and said, "This Darkin Williams you also know, is the one we

met tonight!"

"You mean the uncle who doesn't know anyone?"

"Yes, that's him!"

Obviously this news is a bit disappointing for them, if they are really the people they are looking for, then the old man is now in this

state, even if they want to ask something, they can't ask!

"Paul, is Paul home?"

At that moment, the voice of an old woman cfrom outside the door.

Paul hurriedly walked out and saw an anxious old woman standing at the entrance of his yard.

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

"Paul, have you seen our Darkin?"

Seeing her anxious face, Paul hurriedly opened the courtyard door and walked out, saying, "No, shouldn't he be sleeping right

now?"

"No, Darkin is gone!"

Rosemary saw her remembering that she was on the verge of tears, and hurriedly comforted her, "Auntie, take it easy, talk to us

slowly!"

"After we got back from you this evening, Darkin went to bed early, and when | saw him sleeping, | thought there were still some

clothes left to wash, so | went to the backyard to do the laundry, but when | cback, he was gone!"

Paul listened to also with anxious, this cold day, where can go?

"Mrs. Williams you take it easy, I'm going to look outside now, you wait forhere!" ,

"Paul, I'll go with you!"

Walking inside the room to get a jacket, Paul looked at them and said, "You're not very familiar with the roads here, so it's better to

be at home!"

"It's okay, I'll go with you, so that we can take care of each other!"

The words fell, Wilson said to Marcy: "You go to Auntie Mo's house near to see, what situation telephone contact!"

"Good!"

"Wilson, you guys be careful!"

Rosemary hurriedly took a windbreaker from inside the room and handed it to him, admonishing.

"Don't worry!"

With that said, Wilson and Paul headed out the door.

At this moment the night sky slowly floated heavy snow, Rosemary looked at the snowflakes like cotton, and spoke to the old

woman: "Auntie, it's snowing, I'll send you back to the house first!"

"Go back to my house! I'm worried the old man won't be able to findwhen he comes back!"

"Good!"

Rosemary and Marcy return Mo to her house, and Marcy starts looking around the house.

"Do you think if something really happens to him, what am | going to do from now on?"

"Auntie, don't worry, Uncle will be fine!"

Seeing Mo crying so hard, Rosemary's eyes couldn't help but get wet too.

Despite all the misfortunes that happened to her, she was still full of hope for life when she thought that there was someone to go

on with her in the future, but now this only hope was like finding a thorn in the side of a blanket, making Mo's heart feel desperate.

Mo hugged Rosemary's waist tightly and buried her face in her chest, as if this could make her feel a trace of security.

"Auntie, | found my uncle, but he won't cback with me!"

At that moment, Marcy's voice cfrom outside, and Rosemary hurriedly helped Mo to walk outside.

As soon as she saw her old companion standing there safely, Mo went over and patted his chest, crying, "You dead old man, where

have you been, do you know that you almost scaredto death?"