Facade of Love

Chapter 315 Jack’s death

It seemed Idris had had a tough night himself. He responded with a low grunt, revealing little reaction, as if he was still lost in a daze of sleep.

1 paused, staring at his unreadable face. “Jack’s gone,” I said again, a little louder.

He knitted his brows, a soft, “Hmm…” escaping him. As the sound faded, I could see the news sinking in. He gave me a sharp look, his dark eyes squinting. “You think I had a hand in it?”

Man, he jumped to conclusions like a pro. I blinked, shook my head quickly. “No, I’m not saying it was you, but how can you be so sure he did not just end it himself?”

His frown melted away, his voice as chilly as a winter breeze. “He would not do that to himself.

It seemed we were on the same wavelength.

The car went quiet for a moment before he turned to look at me with a sly grin. “So, you were going to find me, huh?”

I just nodded. There was no use in trying to hide it.

“Worried about me?” he asked, his voice all playful with a laugh just waiting to burst out. Seriously? With all the crazy stuff happening, that was what he was hung up

on?

to see me last night. She’s worried because even after Jack was kicked to the curb from his job, it looks like someone has still got it in for him. She thinks you’re still mad at him and

curious. “You actually

“Nope.”

glanced down and snatched it up–Officer

not bothering to step away. “Yeah, what is it?”

close enough to catch

Young, we need you at the station.”

frowned but kept quiet.

on the other end was cautious, as if worried about setting him off. “Jack’s been murdered. They found some stuff at the scene that ties back to you. This could get messy…

“You’re not saying

knew about Jack’s death. “No, but to

silent for a second, then

sigh of relief and ended the

locked. However, before I could say anything, my phone. started to buzz.

tapped the answer button without a second thought, and it was like déjà vu from Idris’s. earlier call. Officer Jackson was on the other end this time, spilling the beans about something that went down with Jack and telling me to

I said.

time, Idris started the engine. The engine roared to life, and we zoomed off

grill us separately or anything. Actually, it did not even feel like we were being questioned. We were just hanging out in Officer Jackson’s office, and it seemed like we were

around two a.m. Some people walking by heard the crash and dialed 911. The police and the medical examiner were on the scene in a flash. There’s no doubt he died from that