Trish couldn't hide anymore under Eileen's scrutiny. She took a sip of the sobering tea and spoke slowly, "I've been suspended from work."

Eileen furrowed her brows. "Why didn't you tell me such a big thing?"

"I didn't know how to tell you," Trish sighed, "and I don't want to trouble you with my problems all the time."

"We're best friends."

"Alright, alright, do you still want to hear me out?" Trish pouted, and Eileen could only nod helplessly. "Go ahead."

"In fact, it's very simple, but it starts with Morocco—"

After Eileen and Rafael left Morocco, Trish and Declan continued their search for witnesses.

But after looking for dozens...