Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

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.

know who

back in

get

Elder Randy

part

the interrogation room flung open and

a file in

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

owner turned the cover and opened the

online shopping records for the past 6 months:

serial killer

second page was a photo captured by a surveillance

on the same night that

sunk, weak–kneed, into his

down at the owner coldly, “Waiters from your restaurant told us that you threatened to kill her. And your online shopping record proved that inclination.” The owner gulped, nervously, “What I like to buy with my own money is my own business… And that waiter who spoke with you is a lying piece of

“You are still lying!”

you want us to bring in your wife as well? And

“No…No don’t get her

spit it

the back of his

1. up.

snarled abruptly, “My wife is a skanky old cunt!

the man with

they said–It

never put it into action! My wife is still

that you never put it to action?” Clemente asked in an intimidating voice, “Then explain this car accident. It was your car. And it happened 5 years ago, on the same night that Keavy died, at 6:45, which was the exact time that you left the restaurant and were heading to Keavy’s house. Why did you exclude it

testimony!”

a leaf in the strong

“LIE!”

braced his hands on the table, leaning forward,

we are going to do more digging. Sooner or later, the evidence we find will convict you. The only question is are you going to tell us the truth now

roar echoed in the interrogation

face was

a long pause, he suddenly burst into

“I have a career! A daughter! A whole family to support! And I didn’t mean it…It was

What happened!”

years

heart shot upwards into

He admitted it!

cried in rage, “WHY! My brother never wronged you in

choked. “That night…I left the restaurant with two bags of food…One was for Mr. Keavy

up in Keavy’s hand?” Janet couldn’t

ask.