I left no reply further to him, for I knew nothing of who he was and how he knew me.
I withdrew my gaze from my phone, retreating as I made my way to my car and slowly entered.
Gosh!
All this stress I never wanted now. The time seemed to have slipped away with some minutes passed, tired and restrained from the police bringing me over to the station.
All I needed now was to sit and relax my mind a bit and try to calm the situation at hand. The project would commence tomorrow, and I hoped there wouldn't be any sort of delay this time to affect it. And I hoped this death of Tristan just didn't prove to get in the way.
That detective, I was sure that even with what I had made known or said, it seemed he hardly believed me and would mostly have his eyes on me for some periods of time.
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