#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.”

This goes beyond mere coincidence. They set a trap, and Sophia walked

them. I will make sure that this evidence goes to

the sentiment, “OK, keep

a few more details before hanging up. Alexander knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing how close he was to finding

just wanted to end this horror as quickly as

to steady himself, the gravity

creaked open, revealing Cassie. Her eyes widened

in her voice. Alexander met her gaze, his expression

eyebrow. “You were the man from

his tone unwavering. “She’s detained as a suspect, and I know she’s being wrongly accused. I believe you have information that

with surprise and apprehension. “I’ve already told the police everything I know,”

your testimony is crucial. Whatever your motives were for providing false information,

her composure slipping. “I don’t know what you’re

past Cassie into the dimly lit interior of the

shut behind him, leaving Cassie alone.

with the weight of revelations and the responsibility that now rested on his shoulders. Swift and purposeful, he made his way to the police

key to Sophia’s freedom. Alexander’s breath caught in his throat as he entered, the familiar scent of bureaucracy and diligence permeating the air. He approached the front desk, his eyes locking on the uniformed

need to speak with someone in charge,” Alexander declared, his voice unwavering. The officer, ever vigilant, directed him to Detective

found the detective engrossed in paperwork. He cleared his throat, drawing

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

for Alexander to sit, his pen poised above

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