Burned by His Old Flame

Seeing that Jared was about to hang up on me, the police officer took over the call. "Hello, I'm Officer Zeller, a police officer stationed at Wimborne Police Precinct.

"Your wife is not lying. The situation here is extremely dire. I called the emergency hotline, but they said the other emergency response teams are busy, while everyone on your team is absent. Please bring your team here immediately. 34 lives are at stake!"

However, all we received from Jared's end were harsh words. Jared's team members even defended him.

"Kaitlyn, who the hell is this guy? I know some people from Wimborne Police Precinct, but I've never heard of him before."

"You're always watching Mr. Sadler like a hawk. Can't you give him some freedom? You can make up whatever scenario you want, but do you have to call the emergency hotline? Do you want us to be punished too?"

At their words, Officer Zeller's face turned red with anger.

I quickly whispered to him, "Hurry and contact another team. That bus won't last much longer."

Jared and his team hadn't believed me in my previous life either. Zachary's school was nearby, and my friend, Michael Lawson, worked in that area, so I called him for help back then.

Michael immediately went to see the principal. Only then did Jared and his team come to rescue the passengers.

However, both Michael and I ended up dead at the bottom of a ravine.

This time, I wouldn't drag anyone innocent down with me.

When Jared heard what I said, he angrily shouted, "That's enough, Kaitlyn Jensen! How many more people will you involve in this?

"I know the people at the fire departments and the emergency response teams near your location. If you call and bother them, I'll show you the consequences of lying!"

As Jared hung up, Officer Zeller was furious. "I don't believe that the leader of an emergency response team has that much power!"

Saying that, he used his phone to call a bunch of different numbers.

I sighed. Jared did indeed have that much influence.

After all, he had worked at all the nearby fire departments before, but he never got promoted, no matter how much time passed. He only resigned after being offered the position of the leader of the emergency response team.

I added, "Call an emergency response team that's stationed farther away, or we won't make it in time."

In the past, including the time needed for the rescue efforts, the bus had fallen into the ravine after 40 minutes. Although Jared and his team arrived on time, half of the bus' passengers fell with the bus and died.

They could have rescued everyone. But seeing that Madison and my son, Samuel Sadler, were seated at the back, Jared stubbornly went to save them first. His weight tilted the bus, making a branch snap and speeding up the bus' descent.

Now, even without violating any protocols, the bus could last for at most an hour. An emergency response team that was farther away would take around 40 minutes to arrive. Although the time would be tight, at least some of the passengers could be rescued.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was a call from Kyle Walker, a member of the nearby fire department and Jared's classmate. He often came over to eat with us.

"Kaitlyn, you've put me in a tough spot here. Why are you blowing your lover's spat out of proportion? Jay called me just as the command center gave us the order. You're just wasting the country's resources here. It's illegal to make a false police report, you know?"