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.

was that other than the correct combination, one also needed a fingerprint

fingerprint chip was placed at the military base and only an officer had access to it. Hence, it would

Jonathan decided to head back to the military

oblivious to the fact that he would be utterly shocked at who the perpetrator was when

Back at Heron Hill.

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

Sebastian no longer

he did was play chess alone with a set that Sasha had

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

a few pieces

What is he thinking?

felt the urge to

at peace, Sasha refrained from asking him. She treasured the fact

for lunch. Look, I made you your favorite steak and mushroom soup.

lunchtime, Sasha called out to him as she served

didn’t change the way

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

called him “darling” to

prepared his plate

“Darling?”

“Open the door!”

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

What is he trying