Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AUTHOR'S POV

As the investigation thickened, there were more interrogations. Taxi drivers and store staff that were present and open along the scene of the crime were interrogated. All the CCTV around there were also checked. Truly, Aiden was determined to leave no stone unturned.

And as stones were turned, more shocking evidence was discovered. Like the one leg of Amie's shoe beside an abandoned bus a few stores away from the store where she had been with her mother. Eventually, the culprits were found.

The detective's heart was full of joy as he climbed down the vam and led the team into the building, certain that he was on to the right people this time.

At the entrance, they all scattered around, each team going to their designated positions as the building has been monitored for days.

All they had needed were the fingerprints on the abandoned bus and the rest of the case magically solved itself. Atleast, the detective would like to believe so.

The moment the detective, with his own team, walked past the sparse huge hall, and through the hallway, he felt something was wrong. The place was eerily quiet.

He pushed open door after door in the hallway. Each was brightly lit until they got to a room with no lighting. When a torch was shone inside, it was found to be a small room, stuck with cleaning materials and whatnot.

On closer inspection, he found a hole in the ground at the back of the room. He moved closer. "Shit!"

He immediately announced, his voice steady as he said into his lapel microphone. "All units, update: I have a new lead. Follow my GPS instructions!" Then, he lowered himself into the hole"

***

How did it get to this? Tabitha thought as she watched, through her dark sunglasses, how the outside world moved like nothing had changed.

Sid sat quietly at the front, a hanky on his face. Ron's laser focus was on the road as he drove.

Identifications altered. The check-ins will be a breeze. My guy is on duty today

lives were coming to an end. Through the dark, he and Ron kept forging ways, while

"Perfect," Ron muttered.

him, still surprised that he hadn't bombarded her with 'I told

the start of the operation,

Let's move on to other people,"

had been stubborn. She itched for some sort of revenge. Her ego had been crushed and

lived with guilt... and fear. It got worse when the case was reopened and Aiden was intent on getting to

was supposed to be an easy job, a very simple one, Tabitha thought. No one was supposed to die. The guns weren't even loaded! The dumb henchmen that Sharon got them

out of her thoughts when she heard Ron cuss out as his fist

her sunglasses as she sat up, and looked ahead just as Jon

turned,

to them. "Since none of us was the one who shot the girl, we might still have a chance. We'll probably

bit out, agitated

me," she finally admitted within herself as she looked around at the armed

me speak,

an edge to his tone. "If you fun, you'd get shot and that's it, the final end. Worse, you'll get paralyzed and deployed to some godforsaken place. Or you canjust turn yourself in, spend a few years in jait and get out." His gaze went over each of them. "The choice is yours to make,"

window. "We'd advise that you step down," the man said,

***

of them was