Facade of Love

Chapter 316 No Way It’s Him

We all went silent, trying to figure out who this mystery man could be..

Breaking the silence, Idris chimed in, “Does Moore know who he is?”

Officer Jackson gave a confirming nod. “Right after it all went down, I grilled Moore. She’s dead set on claiming she has never met the guy. She even spilled that the last time he showed up, he told her to put the blame on Ms. Scott and let him deal with the fallout.”

The situation was as knotted as a pair of earbuds left in your pocket. Nervously, I chewed on my lip, “I’ve never laid eyes on this man before.”

Officer Jackson gave a nod and let out a long, tired sigh. “Here’s the real problem: Jack’s wife is totally convinced you’re the bad guy, Mr. Young. She thinks you weren’t satisfied just getting Jack kicked out of his job and thinks you kept on his case, threatening him left and right. She’s telling everyone you were gunning for payback, trying to get back at Christina for the close call with Ms. Scott.”

I was just about to snap back with a comeback when Officer Jackson jumped in with more. Listen, there’s a whole lot more to this. Christina has had a nightmare of a time in jail, winding up in the hospital and everything. Seems like someone has been slipping cash to the wrong hands to make sure she had it extra rough. By the time they rushed her to the ER, her insides were a mess. It was so messed up that the doctors had no choice but to take out her uterus.‘

My head was buzzing, and I just could not stop myself from sneaking a peek at Idris. His face was unreadable, yet the slight frown etched there was a dead giveaway–he was ticked off.

I took a moment, then faced Officer Jackson again. “So, you’re saying Idris is the one who planned the attack?”

a hunch. The evidence? It’s like it’s got your

“Wait, mine?”

eyes locked on his as I tried to

victims share one thing–they’ve all ticked you off at some point. Take Moore, for instance. She found big trouble behind bars. Made an enemy out of a death row inmate and ended up with her hand on the chopping block. If the cops had not

got the picture: Moore and Christina were in deep trouble in jail, and it was not just bad luck -they were in someone’s crosshairs. Obviously, someone out there had a score to settle with them,

up in the same

burst out, “But how does Jack’s death pull me and Idris into this whole mess? Even if he was Christina’s dad, he never messed with me. Offing

not

Even if he

precinct but at the Youngs‘ place. Guess what? It was Jack who fed that juicy

where you were.‘

that?” I blurted out, my mind reeling from

a grave nod, Officer Jackson shot a meaningful glance at

before I leaped to his defense. “No way

to look at me–Jackson with a puzzled frown, Idris

Christina and Moore? They had it coming. He’s not the type to pla dirty. And yeah, he might have looked into Jack’s business, but murder is just