ALEXANDER'S POV
Where the f**k did he go? I muttered more to my hearing.
I tried as much as I could to keep my expression neutral as I walked back to the podium, but my heart pounded violently against my chest. Who the hell was that masked man and why did he disappear the moment the police walked in? I knew for sure it was no coincidence, he had a reason for coming, and that reason was obviously me.
The lead detective must have noticed him, too, because he shifted uncomfortably in his seat and scanned the hall with his eyes.
I walked back to the podium, flashing a brief smile at the reporters before raising my hand to silence the murmuring crowd.
"As I was saying," I continued as though nothing happened, "I want to thank the press for their work in ensuring that truth always wins, an
