It's been two days since the transferee arrived.
It has been two days since I wept in front of Mark. When I woke up, I was in the clinic. Litty and the gang fetched me and drove me home to rest.
That same day, I found out that a burner phone was used by the mysterious person who owned the unregistered number to apprise me of the transferee. Louie informed me that the unregistered number owner sent the message at the location where the incident happened 10 years ago. She said that the burner phone was still there.
I have a strong hunch that it was thrown away by whoever it was, so I couldn't locate them.
Also, Damian was under my surveillance for those days. Her name leaves a bitter taste on my tongue, like a poison that rapidly spreads throughout my body.
My surveillance of her for two days did not go in vain, because during those days, I noticed a black car wandering outside the school. That car is familiar to me.