My Second Life

Chapter 11

"Hi," said Seira; she was calling someone. In her even voice, the person replied to Siera, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Siera gulped, now she was the only one she hoped to free her husband.

Everyone in this house could be a suspect in a murder case. They all wanted their own grandfather's death.

The second brother, Jonathan. He was an aggressive man who wished for his own grandfather's death. He was aiming for the position of President Director, so he killed his grandfather. A murderous spirit has welled up in him; he often poisons people, steals company money, creates false data, and throws away all evidence. Without Siera asking the detectives for help, it was sure that the natural killer was Jonathan.

But now, it is no longer her grandfather who has been killed, but her life is also in danger; because of that, Siera must find out who also wants her dead. She was on edge. Every moment her life is in danger.

She had known everyone in this house wanted her grandfather to die quickly. So those people wanted Siera's death.

The third and fifth brothers, Reynold and Gerald, also wanted Siera dead. If it weren't for the first brother named Jason, who came to save her life at that time, then Siera would have been killed by the two vicious criminals.

Besides that, it was his father-in-law who wanted her dead. That man was so passionate; he was genuinely immoral. His behavior was horrific, like a demon. Even Siera found it very difficult to find the good in herself because it is safe to say she would never be able to find the interest in Mr. Lee. Even though Mr. Lee is the biological child, flesh, and blood of The Old Master Lee, Mr. Lee has hatred as big as an iceberg that wants to destroy his own father's life. Until now, Siera didn't know who to trust this family anymore. This family is very chaotic and scary.

Everyone goes with their thoughts.

When Siera saw Mr. Lee, Mr. Lee immediately beat Siera to a pulp. If Jet Lee didn't come to save Siera, then her life wouldn't be held at that time.

The voice, "Who is this, and what do you need?" echoed in Siera's ears.

Siera let out a sigh of relief; she could finally do this.

The man Siera was calling was called Diego. "Diego, it's me, Siera. Do you still know me?"

They were high school friends. Even though they weren't very close, they knew each other back then.

"Siera, who used to go to Green City School?" Diego asked in a deep voice.

Diego used to be famous for playing women, but he was very reliable when someone came to him and asked him for help to find something.

Since school, Diego has been known for his talent; therefore, when she works and meets Diego, who works as a private detective again, it is no longer strange for Siera. Diego does have abilities above average. There are no other children who have such brilliant intelligence as Diego.

"Yes, that's it," answered Siera in a happy voice because her school friends still knew her.

Meanwhile, in Diego's mind was that he didn't have enough of a relationship with Siera, so if that woman called him today, it must not be because he asked for a one-night date or not to hold Diego accountable for impregnating him.

The only reason why Siera contacted him must be because she needed him to solve a case. Because of that, a smile appeared on Diego's face.

"So, what can I do for you?" Diego had guessed, and it was probably right. Siera's voice was flat, but Diego had learned about a person's vocal cords. They each had a different thickness and degree of when they were enveloped by something; even though they tried hard to disguise it, still it would not pass the keen eye and keen ear of a detective like Diego.

Diego is currently sitting in front of the television. He had seen the news that shook the neighboring town. Since working, he has lived and looked for work in a neighboring town, and there he found it. He had heard the news that The Old Master Lee had died, and the police had investigated him and found that the killer was his grandson, Jet Lee. The day that Jet Lee was arrested was on the man's wedding day. And the killer's wife was Siera.

Diego's eyes blinked twice. The man's wife was made a suspect because there is strong evidence pointing to the man as Siera?

It was Siera who was currently contacting him?

Diego massaged the bridge of his nose.

Today his old friend, Siera, would talk to him about this. Diego was so sure in his heart. That Siera would ask her to find out who was the natural killer of her grandfather-in-law.

"Hello, Diego." There was a long pause when Siera stopped her sentence. Diego didn't speak. He just wanted to know what Siera would say after this. Was it true that she would ask him for help as he had guessed? "I'm pretty sure the news has spread widely," Siera continued, remembering that several reporters had arrived at the funeral service for her grandfather-in-law. A detective like Diego must have heard it, Siera thought to herself.

Siera preferred that Diego didn't know yet, but that was impossible. He must have read the news or the newspaper or something. The Lee family name is so big, who wouldn't know that Siera's husband is getting into trouble?

"Yes, I have heard of it," Diego replied. "The passing of your grandfather-in-law saddens me." Diego lowered his voice.

A few seconds later, he said again. "So, what should I do for you?"

When she said, "I think I'm a target for assassins too," Siera couldn't hide her fear anymore." Her voice trembled; even if Diego didn't study murder psychology, he would also know that she was terrified.

Diego's instincts started to kick in; he said, "Can we meet? Or can you come to my office? I want to hear everything in detail."