Percival had never intended to summon Richard, but since Baron wanted Richard there, he had no objections.

The tale of his grandparents and Baron was something he had heard since he was a child. His grandmother had been pivotal to both men.

If they wanted to settle old scores, Percival was willing to let them.

Upon hearing that Percival had unearthed the murderer of the dear old lady, Richard dropped everything and bolted over to the Brooks Mansion.

Bursting through the door, he was brimming with urgency. “Percival! Baron just told me over the phone that you found out who killed your grandma. Is it true?”

With a nod and a knowing glance at Thomas, Percival affirmed, “Yeah. Take a seat. We’ll get to the bottom of this.”

Thomas dragged over a chair, and Richard plopped down eagerly. “Alright! Let’s see who murdered your grandma. Just give me a name, and I’ll break their damn kneecaps!”

His gaze purposefully swept towards Judith.

Baron had hinted over the phone that Judith was tied up in this mess.

Richard settled in, but Baron did not have anyone to fetch him a chair. So, he grabbed one himself and sat down.

Percival scanned the room, pulled out his smartphone, and handed it to Thomas. “Project this.”

His phone had a built-in projector, a feature Thomas had used countless times. He quickly set it up.

“Open this photo,” Percival instructed Thomas, then turned to Judith. “After the tragedy with my grandma, the police locked down the scene. You, being her close friend, were interrogated. This was your statement from back then.”

The statement seemed clear-cut, leaving no room for suspicion.

pointed to Judith

was puzzled, turning to Percival, wondering what a flawless statement could

statement is perfect. Too

testimony, you said you hadn’t left your home for three days

flicked to the next

Judith went pale.

How could this be?

had covered her tracks perfectly. How

crowd, their

Judith! It was

at Judith, but Thomas was quick to intercept. “Calm down. Let’s get the

“What does this photo prove? I was merely out

my foot!” Richard bellowed. “You expect us to believe you traveled over a hundred miles to some podunk town for

nearly sent Richard over the

Dahlia and her three closest girlfriends had planned a special dinner out of town. They had grown tired of the local Rivenwood cuisine and craved something new. Somehow,

and learning about a nearby church said to be powerful, they booked their visit on the fourteenth, planning to stay

by a nanny for safety, and Richard, being extra cautious, assigned

did he allow Dahlia

evening – a fire claimed the

the time Richard arrived, Dahlia, her friends, and

The devastation was incomprehensible.

concluded it was intentional arson. Yet,

years had passed, and the pain was as

to know where they were dining? They

his eyes

to the next

from Judith’s family landline

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