Rebirth Into My Second Chance

After Gabrielle's party had wrapped up, my spirit aimlessly drifted through the city streets. My form grew increasingly transparent, feeling as if my ghost was on the verge of fading away from the world, yet no one had discovered my demise amidst those charred remains. It seemed I and my child were doomed to never rest in peace. Somehow, my wanderings led me to the police station, likely because that was where my body was. In my final moments, it seemed I got drawn there.

Upon arriving at the police station, I noticed Dr. Hilton's car parked outside. He had left Gabrielle's party abruptly after receiving a call, didn't even give his gift. What urgent matter brought him to the police station on this night? Curiosity got the better of me, and I moved closer to find out.

He was poring over documents related to those three charred bodies, repeatedly highlighting errors in the DNA analysis that had initially identified me among them.

"Could I collaborate with the medical examiner to review the examination of those three bodies once more?" Dr. Hilton's voice, calm but loaded with a sense of urgency, broke the silence.

Detective Ronald furrowed his brow, and other officers expressed their concerns. "It's going to be tough to get the authorization for that."

"Indeed. The case has been closed, and the families have been in the post-investigation procedures. Re-examining would require approvals from higher up."

While everyone seemed hesitant, Ronald nodded in agreement, "Max, so you think there's more to this case, too?"

I was stunned. Ronald knew Dr. Hilton.

if he were indeed from the influential Hilton family, wouldn't he have countless resources for such inquiries? Why

looked at Max, meeting his determined gaze. The light seemed to have drained from his eyes, his grip on the

he nervous? About my death?' I shook off the

Ronald. After all, he

we get the authorization?" Max

chin thoughtfully, Ronald replied, "At best,

in a

Ronald sighed deeply before conceding, "Fine! You're here at my request, and I understand your urgency. One day

at Ronald's sleeve, worriedly whispering, "Boss, this isn't right. It could

declared and

bear any repercussions. Even if it costs me my position, I must find out what truly happened to

rolling down my cheeks, it hit me that Ronald might just be the

truth soon, granting my remains the dignity they deserved and allowing my spirit to rest

spirit exited the police station, I stumbled upon a sinister scene in a dark alley, two men stealthily following Max's