Chapter 238

The owner of the restaurant was brought back for questioning.

They shoved him into the interrogation room.

Janet went in to talk to him first.

The owner sat stiffly behind the table. There was a mixed expression of anger and panic on his face.

“What is this all about!” he cried furiously, “I told you everything already! Why did you bring me in here? I didn’t do anything wrong!”

Janet sat down across the table, “You haven’t given me the whole picture.

“That is the whole picture. What else do you want…”

“We believe that Mr. Keavy was poisoned, and you have something to do with it, said Janet icily.

The owner’s jaw dropped. He started sweating.

“W–What? That is ridiculous! Mr. Keavy died of an allergy. Everybody knew that.

You can’t dump that shit on my head…. It has been 5 years already…”

“You won’t be falsely charged with anything if you are innocent!” Janet snapped, “So tell me what really happened that night!”

The owner shifted uneasily in his chair as though he were sitting on a thrones.

“I told you everything already…” he shook his head hastily, “Mr. Keavy died out of allergy…I have nothing to do with it…”

They were talking in circles.

But Janet could tell by the look on his face that he was hiding something.

The only question was was he hiding his own crime?

Or was he covering for somebody else?

She leaned her upper body forward, staring at the owner across the table, and asked,

“Do you

know Lady Agnes?”

There was a black look on the owner’s face, “Lady Agnes? Who is that?”

His facial expression looked sincere.

didn’t know

back in her

get this

that Agnes poisoned Elder Randy and Elder

part

then, the door to the interrogation room flung open and Clemente came

a

front of the owner and snapped, “Look what we just found! Are you still going

the owner turned the cover and

first page listed his online shopping records for the past 6 months: duck tapes, ropes, sleeping pills, and

killer needed for the

page was a photo captured by a surveillance camera.

on the

weak–kneed,

her. And your online shopping record proved that inclination.” The owner gulped, nervously, “What I like to buy with my own

“You are still lying!”

table with his hand, “Do you want us to bring in

owner shivered, “No…No don’t get

just spit

his forehead with the back of his hand, looking

  1. up.

wife is a skanky old cunt! I did think about it…once or

at the man with

what they said–It was always the

action! My wife is still alive, and you just saw her

happened 5 years ago, on

testimony!”

the strong wind, “I…I didn’t think

“LIE!”

on the table,

digging. Sooner or later, the evidence we find will convict you. The only question

roar echoed in the

face was paled with

pause, he

A daughter! A whole family

What

the food…5 years

shot upwards into her

He admitted it!

rage, “WHY! My brother never wronged you

Keavy! I…I was actually meaning to kill my wife!” the owner choked. “That night…I left the restaurant with two bags of food…One was for Mr. Keavy and that

did the poisoned one end up in Keavy’s hand?”

ask.

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