#Chapter 82- Motive

Ethan

“It’s all taken care of?” I ask, staring down the desk sergeant at the police headquarters.

She nods, averting her eyes from my dominant gaze. “Yes Alpha, Ms. Mechant

will be held at the sanitorium until her trial.”

“Good.” I answer briskly. “I want to be notified the moment a date is set, or if any new developments arise.”

“Yes sir.” She replies obediently. I’m about

to walk away when the detective on my Mother’s case catches my attention.

“Excuse me, Alpha, do you have a moment to talk?” He asks, looking far too pleased

with himself.

“Assuming you have something of consequence to share.” I grumble, closing

the distance between us.

“Of course, sir.” The man agrees, leading me towards his desk, “I would never waste

your time.”

I follow him at a distance, muttering under my breath and trying to guess what fresh hell he might be preparing to thrust me into. Taking the guest chair as he settles in front of his computer, I mentally count to ten, urging myself to have patience.

“Well?” I press when he doesn’t explain why he pulled me aside, “What’s going on? Have you found something?”

“As a matter of fact, we have.” He shares

with a smug smile. “As you know we collected a few boxes of evidence from your

apartment on the night of the murder,

including a number of items from your

mother’s room.”

“And?” I prompt him, wishing he would get to the point.

“Well my team has been going through that

evidence all week, and yesterday one of my

rookies came across a document we

previously missed – one which could explain your ex-wife’s motive for the

crime.”

hackles raise. If the obnoxious investigator doesn’t stop insisting Jane is responsible for my mother’s murder despite my repeated orders to investigate Eve,

in a clear evidence bag across the table, and I snatch it up, scanning the contents of the form. The logo of an out-of- territory laboratory is stamped at the

is a table full of obscure biological markers and alleles, with each of

really understand the

to read

column are the words, probability of paternity:

%.

seeing. I always felt confident that Jane was lying when she told me the pups were Eric’s, but I think I held off having the tests run myself because deep down I was afraid she was telling the truth. Apparently my mother had no such reservations. She had the tests run without telling anyone, and now I have all the proof I need.

find this?” I ask hoarsely, feeling more

to this man.

suspect he takes the thick emotion clogging my throat as belief in Jane’s guilt, rather than the joy of my paternity’s confirmation, because he’s grinning

a bill at first,

went

we found

I muse, wondering how soon after she received

end.

on telling you at all.” The investigator theorizes. “Maybe she was

custody. Maybe she tried to confront her with it, and lost her life

result.”

a leap.” I grouse, still staring at the page

been telling me Jane didn’t have a motive to kill

that

I demand, waving the report in the air. “If that were the case, why did she leave the report for

it. Maybe she panicked and ran before she could look

made the call reporting

death. If she ran out, she had to

she would have had

before you arrived.” I counter, feeling more frustrated by

minute.

me, shaking his head. “You’re infatuated with her and you don’t want to believe she’d do this, but all the evidence points to her.

to

later.”

begun looking into Eve?” I question. “Have you given a single thought

anything I’ve told you

all do respect, Alpha, you

I reserve the right to run my investigations as I see

as you remain on the force.” I remind him. “If

and hard about how badly you’re willing to

chest, rife with indignation, ”

outrage.

to a growl than

I

job, I

a lot better than

your department, but I am

he tries to glower up at

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