Third Person
"What is it?" Killian demanded, his voice laced with raw nerves, dreading another blow in this hellish week that had already tested him to his limits.
"We don't have enough on Mia to secure an arrest warrant. The evidence we've got is all circumstantial," the investigator sighed, his tone heavy with regret.
"I thought you said she was growing the flowers used for the poison?" Killian snarled, his mind reeling, pulse thundering in his veins like a storm about to break. "And what about the car accident, that recording? She's the only one with motive!"
"The flowers are a common garden plant—half the town has them," the investigator replied evenly. "And yeah, her brakes were tampered with, but we can't prove she did it. At best, we could build a case for criminal negligence an
