#92 “It Could be A Game-Changer.”

After reading the email, Alexander decided to contact Benjamin to tell him what he had found and to ask him how things were going with the investigation Benjamin was conducting.

“Tell me you found something Alexander,” Benjamin says by way of greeting.

“I have something. I’m emailing you what my secretary found,” Alexander says. Alexander’s fingers click quickly on the keyboard as he forwards the email.

There was a long pause while Benjamin read all the information. Alexander also went through the ranks again and again.

“Interesting…” Benjamin drawls.

“What’s interesting?” Alexander hurriedly asks. “Tell me you got something too.”

“I checked the cameras near the apartment where the murder happened, “Benjamin begins.

“And?” prompts Alexander.

“I traced the mysterious man’s movements. He appeared in the vicinity before Sophia entered the abandoned apartment. The surveillance footage shows him with a black bag, and it’s clear that he was orchestrating events from the shadows.”

The words hung in the air, a revelation that unraveled the tightly wound threads of deception. Alexander’s mind raced, connecting the dots. “This wasn’t some random encounter. They planned this – the mysterious man and the deceased’s girlfriend. They wanted to frame Sophia.”

conviction, “Exactly. This goes beyond mere coincidence. They set a trap,

expose them. I will make sure that this evidence goes

echoed the sentiment, “OK,

few more details before hanging up. Alexander knew he wouldn’t be able

He just wanted to end this horror as quickly as possible. But before going to the police station he

as Alexander approached the home of the deceased. He took a moment to steady himself, the gravity of the

eyes

help you?” Cassie asked a feigned innocence in her voice. Alexander met her gaze,

demeanor faltered, and she arched an eyebrow. “You were the man from the police

unwavering. “She’s detained as a suspect, and

“I’ve already told the police everything I know,” she

to reconsider. Sophia is innocent, and your testimony is crucial. Whatever your motives were for providing false information, now is the time to set things right.

don’t know what you’re

dimly lit interior of the apartment. Luxury shopping bags lay scattered

incongruity, and without another word, he turned to leave. The door creaked shut behind him, leaving Cassie alone. Alexander

rested on his shoulders. Swift and purposeful, he

freedom. Alexander’s breath caught in his throat as he entered, the familiar scent of bureaucracy and diligence permeating the air. He approached the

him to Detective Turner’s office. As Alexander navigated the labyrinthine corridors, anticipation mingled with anxiety.

Alexander found the detective engrossed in paperwork. He cleared his throat, drawing Turner’s

his tone a blend of professionalism and curiosity. Alexander wasted no time. “I’ve got information that could change the course of

sit, his pen poised above the

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