Chapter 117

“… Although Thave no proot… Esuspect the murderer has been secretly staying at Phoshe Caldwell’s place. If you believe me, you could have someone keep an eye on him “I said, my voice tinged with anxiety.

Even Stella didn’t believe me, and I was certain fotin would be even more skeptical. If they didn’t believe me, the murderer would continue their spree. More people would get hurt.

“I have a hunch that the murder is connected to people from the old orphanage, not just the women in red dresses from the photos. Those might just be the beginning I nervously glanced at Robin, holding back from mentioning our class president James.

Ineeded to get to the bottom of this first.

Robin eyed me with suspicion. “You’re saying the murderer might be living at Phoebe’s house?” I nodded vigorously, my gaze fixed on Robin.

Robin frowned. “How do you know this?”

“…” I stammered. “I’ve been investigating.”

“Where’s the evidence?” Robin pressed for proof.

“If you trust me, just watch him. He’s bound to act again,” I urged desperately.

way. “Foebe, after you told me the other day, I went over to Phoebe’s. Everything was as usual, no sign of anyone sticking around, I checked the last few months of security footage. The only person coming and going was you. Even before Phoebe passed,

ask, how did you get Phoebe’s keys and get

had often gone to my place. What was she doing there? I wasn’t even living there anymore? But the scrutinizing

it out seemed futile when no one would belleve me.

through Phoebe’s belongings, her daily diaries, all kept in that house, and now

to catch

my diaries?

other secrets did this Foebe

me with a mix of suspicion and caution, then glanced

way too much about Phoebe from the start, too many details… She’s purposefully imitating Phoebe to mislead us.”

me with doubt, his

fuel their suspicions. Since

Stella muttered, her brow

his gaze

In the car.

as

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