Chapter 55 Something Is Amiss

I approached him said, “Thank you for calling me.”

He had been kind enough to let me and Louis talk for as long as we needed in the interrogation room.

Smiling, he replied, “We’re obligated to contact their family. I guess your brother told you everything.”

I nodded dejectedly. Just then, a thought crossed my mind. “Can I meet that girl? My brother would never do something like this. There must have been a misunderstanding.”

The whole situation felt off, and I knew that the girl held an important clue.

The policeman shook his head and informed me that she had gone home. I could only visit her residence if I wished to meet her.

I wrangled her address out of the policeman despite his initial reluctance. He was probably worried that I would pull some funny tricks.

I swore up and down that I would not harm her — I only wanted to talk to her.

Only then did he give me her address on a piece of paper.

I failed to bail Louis out, and I could only comfort him and assure him that I would be back once I cleared things up. I vowed that I would save him.

At the exit of the police station, the policeman handed me a note and told me that I could contact him if I needed help.

I learned that his name was Xavier Tyrrell.

The only thing I could do was to track down the alleged victim. Following the address the policeman had given me, I hailed a cab to a quaint residential area called Landonville Gardens.

I found myself outside unit 407 of Tower A in the fifth block of the place. I knocked on the metal door and heard a rustling sound.

Soon after, a girl’s voice drifted out, “Who is it? Give me a moment.”

I kept quiet, fearful that she would refuse to open the door once she learned of the purpose of my visit.

and revealed a beautiful

you

you perhaps Queenie

hesitated before nodding, her face filled

Louis Zanetti’s sister. You said my brother raped you, and I wanted to

sentence, the woman’s expression turned downright ugly, and she interrupted me

left to say. Your brother raped me,

My brother would never do something like that. Ms. Young, perhaps there was

however, made up. She insisted that Louis had raped her and slammed the door in my

settled down hopelessly at the stairs. Oh well, I guess I’ll wait out

been sitting there for about half an hour when

awkwardly, and I realized with a jolt that they

Zanetti, you should leave. Ms. Young has reported you to the police for harassment. I’m sure you don’t

over my visit. Though I was reluctant to leave, I knew it was in Louis’ best interests for me

I followed the policemen

we were outside the residential area, Xavier advised me not to seek out Queenie again. Well, not for

agreed since any

the Jadeborough Institute of Science and Technology and got myself a

I lay sprawled on the

was a foreign place to me, I did not know who I could reach out

grew after I met with Queenie; something was definitely

not behaved like a rape victim, and her rush

to get some help. I chose to call Benjamin. Even if he could not travel to

call him, I realized that it had remained off since

my mom. I pretended nothing was wrong, fibbing about my rush to leave over

after ending the call. To my dismay, my call went unanswered

him again. Someone eventually picked up

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