Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 297 A Visit from the Cops

Two cops entered my office. I didn’t know what could have happened to attract the cops‘ attention. I

offered them a sweat, feeling puzzled. One of the officers asked sternly, “Do you know someone named

Kennedy Brawford?”

“Who?” I said, “I don’t know that person.”

The officer wasn’t satisfied with my response. He glanced at his colleague and said, “Show her the photo.”

I accepted the photo from the other officer. I saw a man who appeared to be in his twenties in the photo. He was good–looking, almost like a student. I shook my head and said firmly, “I don’t know this person.”

Suddenly, I thought about the cafe.

officer who handed

to interrogating

don’t know him. I’ve never

How can you claim not to know him?” The officer’s tone became even more severe. Then, he passed me a piece of paper with a phone number. I glanced at it and took my

and looked at the cops nervously. “Yes, that’s the number

the paper to compare the numbers. “Tell

detail. I even mentioned Atlas’s accident because I knew hiding the truth from the cops was not an option. Moreover, Atlas’s accident could be related to this incident.

wrong? I waited three hours for that person, yet he never showed up. When I tried calling him again, his number wasn’t

officers exchanged glances, then one said, “You won’t be able to meet him, ma’am. Kennedy Brawford had a fatal accident today at 1:25 p.m. at the west end of Higney Road.

cargo truck

stunned and in disbelief. “How could that happen?!”

drunk, one of the officers said.

it’s so coincidental, I muttered in

it seerns it occurred on his way to meet you. That’s