Alden, who was already close to solving the case, said something that completely shocked Aira.
“We have to get to that woman’s room. If we don’t go now, we might be too late.”
Aira and Alden ran down the hallway again, climbing the emergency stairs toward Natalie Moonstone’s apartment. When they arrived, they heard another gunshot. Alden panicked and tried to break down the apartment door.
“Call an ambulance and the police, now!” Alden shouted to Aira.
The door finally opened—and their worst fears were realized. The woman was dead, covered in blood. Aira felt nauseous at the sight of the body.
Seeing her discomfort, Alden shielded her view with his tall frame.
“You should wait outside,” he said, his voice laced with concern.
Not long after, the police arrived again and began interro
