Third POV
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Clark. I had a feeling, I would meet you here too" - dedective Carson said with a hidden smirk in his cold expression.
"Oh.. Why is that?" - James frowned his brows, not liking the tone, nor the choise of words of the dedective.
"You know what they say, nothing thicker than blood. Your mother and your uncle here, told me that you were with them... the night of Sophia dissaperance. You are their alibia and their witness, for now, I guess. Of course, only if this is true? " - Carson pirsing eyes stared at James, sending a chill through his spine.
"I can't believe this" - George Wellington shouted "Are you saying that we are suspectes, for that girl murderer now? You are crossing every line, dedective! I warn you, I am not letting this go so easily"
