Chapter 679
Chapter 679 Maeve Changed Her Tune
"But she’s the mastermind behind my abduction! She’s a murderer and a criminal suspect! Why did you
people let her go!?"
Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and felt a dizzy spell oveing her.She had hoped that everything
was finallying to an end! The police officers exchanged nces.
"We''ve found no evidence of a crime after investigating Charli McKinsey."
"No, that’s impossible!"
Deirdre shouted hotly.
"I heard her voice! She was talking to me! We talked! She abducted me!"
"Miss McKinnon, your sight ispromised.We can’t just say who did it based on what you, and you
alone, heard."
"But Maeve O’ Keefe was a witness too! She can corroborate with my testimony and prove that Charli
is not innocent!"
"And this is what we’re here to inform you, Miss McKinnon.Maeve O’Keefe came to the police
yesterday and admitted to fabricating her ount.She had admitted to harboring some hatred toward
Charli McKinsey and so created wrongful usations against thetter.She was duly punished for her
misdemeanor and was only released this morning."
Deirdre felt a deafening buzz in her brain.It knocked her off her feet, and she fell on her back.
How did this happen? How could Maeve change her tune just like that? Why!? Glenna, who had
apanied her, was frowning in sheer concern.
"Dee, hey! Are you okay?"
Deirdre tried her best to maintainposure and shook her head.
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Shock and rage animated her shout, "I must see her! I need to talk to Maeve now! Where does she
live!?"
"Our apologies, Miss McKinnon, but since Mrs.O’Keefe’s charged with nder, and you’re the one who
will benefit the most from her fabrication, we need to practice caution and iste the two of you.We
can’t give you her address."
Deirdre mbered out of the police station, her mind as staggered as her footsteps.She breathed as
hard as she could but found the air so frigid and hostile that it stung her lungs and bones.
Things had changed beyond recognition—and over such a drastic, unnatural length of time! It was as if
someone was behind it, and if there was something she had to know, it was the truth! "Glenna!"
"I’m here!" the young woman answered immediately as she studied Deirdre with frantic concern.
"Lend me your phone for a call, please?"
Maeve must have cklisted her number by this point, right? Besides, even if she did not, Deirdre
doubted the older woman would answer her number.
"Right! H-Here you go!"
Glenna handed her phone over to Deirdre before a thought hit her.
"Ah, damn! My brain’s all fried...Mine is a touchscreen smartphone, so you can’t type the number
yourself! Let me do it for you."
Deirdre recited the number from memory, and Glenna called it.
A few momentster, the call connected.
Maeve’s voice was fraught with weariness.
"Hello.Who''s this?"
Deirdre took a deep breath.
"It’s me, Mrs.O''Keefe."
A telling silence weighed on her from the other end.
"I know you’d rather not hear my voice now, but don’t hang up just yet.I promise I’m not trying to force
you into doing anything."
Deirdre continued.
"I just want to know why.Why would you rather be used of nder instead of just...telling the truth?"
The silence persisted for some time before Maeve exhaled a breath.
"God, Miss McKinnon...I’m not in a position to tell you anything you''d like to hear.The only thing I can
tell you is this.I have had very little choice in this.So, please, don’t call me again.Move on."
She did not wait for Deirdre before hanging up the call.
Then, when Glenna tried to call her again, she found her number cklisted as well.
Irritated, the young woman snarled, "What the h*ll!!? Can''t she at least put in some actual exnation
before ghosting us like that!? Urgh! Talk about weaponizing the cklist function!"
Deirdre thinned her lips as she mulled over Maeve’s answer.
Thetter imed she had little choice, did she not? But why? Who forced her hand? Charlene had lost
the support of her backer, right? While Glenna was still ranting, Deirdre calmly cut her short.
"Glenna? I need your help."