Even after Her Death by Rita Bond
Chapter 82
Billionaire Is 85
Chapter 85 How Should I Live?
Chapter 85 How Should I Live?
Nelson stared at the statue for a long time. Finally, he spoke. "This looks a lot like Ms. Sander" Luke nodded. The sculptor knew how close Chloe and were. He used her face as the model."
Nelson studied the statue more carefully. "The color's strange....
He wasn't an expert in art, but something about it seemned off.
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Most statues were made from stone, plaster, or bronze Some, especially in abbeys, had gold plating.
But this one had a pale pinkish tint, almost like skin. That was unusual-at least, Nelson had never seen anything like it.
"Mr. Tucker, do you think something's wrong with the statue?"
I stood nearby, hoping Nelson would find what I was desperately trying to uncover.
If the truth behind the statue came to light, it could finally explain my death.
Please. I thought to myself, hoping he'd notice something.
But after walking around the statue, tapping on it, Nelson shrugged.
"It's nothing, really. Just looks a little different. Let's head inside and check it out."
Nelson had already asked about the house-it was where Luke and I had lived. I had been there a lot when we first moved in and decorated six months ago. Lately, though, I hadn't been back. The decorations had been done by the wedding planners and the house staff, with no real involvement. from me.
Trying to find answers here felt like a needle in a haystack.
Nelson led the group inside, checking every corner. There wasn't much to see.
"Mr. Bolton, we'll go to the next location. Thanks for your help. We'll contact you if we find anything."
"Where's the next place?"
"The crime scene. The forensic team is already there collecting evidence."
"I'm coming with you."
anything else. His mind was focused only on one thing: finding out what had happened to me, the truth behind it
investigation as an excuse, but Luke wouldn't back down. He promised he wouldn't interfere. He just wanted to watch, to be there from a distance. Nelson didn't know what to do. In the end, there was nothing he could do to stop Luke. Even if he
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How
passed the statue again, I shouted, but
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My
maybe, just maybe, something could be found
been over a month since my death, and the ever was right there. Any clues would likely have been swept away by
police line
bitter, and the only people
They combed the
every comer.
man in a white coat and
found something. This is likely the first crime
hurried over. "What
know you want answers, but we can't have anyone else here during the investigation. Please wait in the car. I'll let you know if we find anything Luke was
as Nelson moved past the police line, and I
luminol last night. The weather's been clear for the past few days, no snow. We found a strong reaction
to blood, glowing bright blue in the dark. They had used it to reveal any blood traces, and now they could clearly
night collecting blood samples and mapping
broken bloodstains, my mind pulling me back to that night. I could still feel the pain. in my side as I ran,
been begging for Luke to answer, but by then, my strength was
at
blood had poured out, soaking into the
face a mix of concern and confusion. The forensic expert spoke up. lucky it's winter. The river didn't rise, and the snow was light. Some of the blood got into the cracks between
"We're
it been
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How
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we found on
surveyed the area. He could see that the
there, then ran here.
1ler blood volume would have been around 3500 to 4000 milliliters. Given the wound and how far she ran, even if she wasn't hit fatally, she would've bled out.
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