Back At the House of Voodoo
“Did Adrian put you up to this?” I ask calmly, feeling my eyebrows rising somewhere towards my hairline as I direct my gaze at Duncan again. He’s just staring at me in surprise, finding himself at loss of words. “He did, didn’t he?” I guess, shaking my head with a long sigh leaving my lips. “Actually … He didn’t put me up to anything. I’m just telling you that my work proves that there’s something strange going on with this case. Maybe the crime scene was rearranged to throw us off guard, I don’t know. But I’m trying to get to the bottom of it,” Duncan explains, being completely chill again. I stare at him for a moment, then glance at Adrian, who once for change doesn’t have smile that cocky on his face. “As much as I’d like to take credit, I have to correct you. It wasn’t me,” he explai
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