Bryan’s breath hitched in his throat, his heart skipping several beats as George’s words cut through the air like a jagged blade. He watched in horror as George casually flipped open the file, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
"Ah," George chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming as if he had been waiting for this moment. "So I finally found a murder case that ties back to you."
Bryan’s blood ran cold. He felt the ground shift beneath him, his stomach dropping. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice barely a whisper, already dreading the answer.
George’s smirk grew as he glanced down at the file, deliberately prolonging the moment. “Doctor Amara Clark, right?”
Bryan’s entire body went rigid. The name hung in the air, heavy and ominous. His mind went blank for a second, then raced with t
