Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Exactly. However, there are only two fingerprints on the assessment report, corresponding to the thumb and index finger, respectively. Furthermore, the prints are very firm, as if while I’m holding it, someone has put something in between my fingers.”

The coroner raised his fingers on purpose and slipped the piece of paper in between them. Just like that, the paper was snugly pinched.

The Chief Prosecutor was astounded.

In response, Jonathan, who was sitting in his chair, banged the table with his murderous fist. The atmosphere in the study suddenly turned terrifying.

Evidently, the assessment results were fake.

The results that Logan had in his hand when he went to see Sebastian had been switched.

“Go on!” Jonathan ordered as he desperately tried to control his rage.

Gulping, the coroner continued, “With regards to the combination lock, the fingerprints on it have been tampered with. And that’s what makes the matter so suspicious.”

“What do you mean?”

“A lock that has been used for a long time will never be clean of prints.”

The coroner shrugged his shoulders as he showed them the clean fingerprint collection film.

Silence ensued in the study.

It wasn’t hard to follow the lead provided by the combination lock. As long as they could verify it had been tampered with, Jonathan could easily find out who unlocked it on that night.

than the correct combination, one also needed a fingerprint chip before one could

and only an officer had access to it. Hence, it would not be difficult to find out who had used

decided to head back to the

utterly shocked at who the perpetrator was when he finally completed his investigations. And in fact, that realization would deal a devastating

Back at Heron Hill.

was having a good day with Sebastian who was being locked up at the summit of the

there, Sasha realized Sebastian no longer raged

he did was play chess alone with a

second thought, she wasn’t even sure if he was playing

went in, she would only see a few pieces

What is he thinking?

felt the urge

given how rare it was to be at peace, Sasha refrained from asking him. She treasured the fact that she could continue to spend

I made you your favorite steak and mushroom soup. Why don’t we give it a

it was lunchtime, Sasha called out to

change the way she

suffered so many blows, she didn’t want to lose

went to see him the moment he woke up, she called him “darling” to remind him

him a bowl of soup, she prepared his plate and

“Darling?”

“Open the door!”

cried out as he swept aside the chess pieces. His gaze was trained at the sunlight that was penetrating

door? What is he