Chapter 438

The next afternoon, Leanna got a call from the police, claiming they saw Elliot coming to her studio sometime before he died. They noticed his frequent contact with the studio, so they wanted to ask her questions and see if they could find any clues. After she ended the call, she got up and took her stuff before leaving her office.

Seeing her exiting the office, Zoe asked, "Where are you going, Nana?"

Leanna responded, "The cops just called. They said they needed my help in the investigation of Elliot's death as they found out that he had come to our workshop before and that he had a beef with me."

A frown creased Zoe's forehead. "What's that got to do with you? You're the victim here."

Leanna smiled faintly. "It's fine. Just a testimonial record. I'll be back soon."

"Okay. Call me if you need anything."

"Sure."

Once at the police station, the cops first told Leanna to tell them who she was, then they asked her about the relationship she shared with Elliot. They also wanted to know when the last time she saw him was. She answered all questions honestly. After the testimonial was done, one of the cops gave her an appreciative nod. "Thanks for coming. Your cooperation is much appreciated."

"No problem." A momentary pause swooped in. And then, she asked, "How is the investigation going?"

Just as the cop was about to answer, she saw Queenie arrive at the police station.

Queenie glanced at Leanna before approaching the cop. "I'm Queenie Wojzicki. I'm here to provide my testimonial."


The cop turned to Leanna and said, "That's all for today. We'll call when we find any clues."

"Sure. Thanks."

The cop then turned his attention to Queenie. "Come with me."

Queenie hummed in acknowledgment and went with the cop, looking calm.

Leanna saw her off. She pursed her lips as a few thoughts ran across her mind. Instead of leaving right away, she chose to wait outside the police station.

One hour had elapsed, and Queenie finally came out.

Unlike Leanna's beef with Elliot, Queenie's feud with him was public knowledge. He claimed Queenie had assaulted him before and that he was even hospitalized for that. Thus, she had become the prime suspect in his murder. However, just as Leanna and the others had suspected, Elliot's killer was a grown man. No matter the situation, Queenie could never overwhelm him, let alone kill him.

When the cops asked her if she had hired someone to assault Elliot, Queenie remained firm on the stance that she had no idea about it. She claimed Elliot slandered her because she wouldn't give in to his harassment. There was no evidence proving the veracity of his testimonial, and the cops did notice how raunchy his private life was. Queenie's testimonial fit the bill, so they let her go.

The moment she left the police station, she saw Leanna standing right outside. Her fists were balled, and no longer did she look calm. She mocked, "Are you happy now?"

"Why should I?" Leanna asked.

"Elliot is dead, and now I'm the prime suspect. You got your wish. I've paid for sabotaging the competition."

A silent chuckle escaped Leanna's lips. "Oh, you're so charming. You make it sound like I'm shifting the blame for his murder to you. If you aren't the real killer, you have nothing to worry about."

Queenie lost her composure for a moment, but she quickly calmed down. "Just trying to vent."

Leanna stared at her. "Have you seen Ron lately?" she blurted.

Alarm bells rang in Queenie's head. "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. Just wanna see him."

"I don't know anything. Don't ask me. I have nothing to do with Elliot's murder."

Icily, Leanna remarked, "That was a simple yes or no question. Why did you complicate it?"
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