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.

him?” the officer who handed me the photo

interrogating

him, saying, “I honestly don’t

to you. 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

nervously. “Yes, that’s the number that called me.”

the paper to compare the

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

after, I asked, “Officers, is something wrong? I waited three hours for that person, yet he never showed up. When I tried calling him

meet him, ma’am. Kennedy Brawford had a fatal accident today at 1:25 p.m. at the west end of Higney Road. He got

cargo truck

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

driver was drunk, one of the

it’s so coincidental, I muttered

occurred on his way to meet