Chapter 21

Slumped in the interrogation chair, I watched Robin meticulously sort through his notes with a feeling of defeat.

“It’s not true…” My voice was hoarse as I tried to explain, clinging to the last shreds of hope that seemed ready to dissolve into nothing.

I desperately wanted the police to see the real Melody, to clear my name, so that I could rest easy even in death.

But now, it seemed the truth would forever remain hidden. And my body would likely never be found.

*Officer Robin, she’s a con artist, a liar,” I murmured, my voice rough with desperation.

Why wouldn’t they believe me?

Why did no one want to believe me?

Why did everyone choose to believe Melody’s words?

“Robin, we’ve talked to a lot of folks, all who knew Phoebe, and not a single one had a good word to say about her. Seems this lady was really not well–liked,” a young cop entered the room, clearly siding with Melody. “But Melody, she seems kind–hearted. She didn’t report or press charges even after nearly dying from being pushed down the stairs. She even gave her a chance.”

Robin was still sorting through the paperwork, his pen pausing for a moment, “What we hear, what we see, it isn’t always the truth.”

“So what is the truth?” Cory asked, puzzled.

“Evidence.” Robin pointed to the paperwork. “I only trust evidence.”

Human nature could be so fickle; only evidence was conclusive.

I looked at Robin, feeling increasingly hopeless.

a body, no one would

walked in with a grim look on her face, “Robin, Colin’s medical report is in… There are scars from electrocution, all old wounds. Clearly, he’s been abused for a long time since

he took the

marks, and the savage wounds from a whip that had healed over time

in scars except for his face. Maybe

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empathized angrily. “These sick bastards.”

a word, just looked at the medical report in silence for a while before speaking. “This case isn’t related to him, and he has a history of mental illness, so he’s

understood Robin’s intent; they were going to release

to his mental disease.

shouted at Robin. Why released him just because he’s mentally ill? Did

He’s a murderer!

a murderer! That’s not an

he ever lose control and harm someone before he attacked

head. “No, nothing like

drove themselves to the old orphanage and provoked him first,”

was clear that Robin didn’t think Colin had done anything wrong.

interrogation room

walk free right before his eyes. Because of his kindness, more

police

the coldness when I stood in the wind.

a

the cold air, clearly affected by

and night was stark. Colin was only wearing a worn

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