Boyce handed the phone over. “I’ve seen it. It’s Cecilia and Miss Gladys.”
Alston took the phone, his eyes downcast as he looked at the screen.
He had a deep and intense impression of Cecilia. Although the photos taken by the detective were not very clear, it didn’t stop Alston from recognizing her at a glance. That was definitely Cecilia.
She was standing next to Conrad, and they were looking at each other, smiling so happily!
Alston’s face darkened instantly. Conrad was even holding his daughter!
Was Cecilia really that happy?
Or was it that as long as it wasn’t him, she didn’t care who stood by her side?
Alston took a deep breath.
“Give me the address!”
Boyce, who wasn’t particularly sensitive to emotional nuances, reported the address without noticing anything unusual in Alston’s tone.