Gabriel’s POV
It didn’t matter how much turmoil was swirling within me. One thing was certain now—no action was being taken against me for Emmanuella’s murder.
There was one thing prevalent in Mandena: as news of Emmanuella’s murder went viral across all platforms, the police would have already been banging on my door to arrest me if they found me guilty by their investigation.
But since they hadn’t shown up all through the night, it only meant one thing—they weren’t coming for me. Luke had indeed done a great job, and I was not a suspect at all.
I stood by the window in my bedroom this morning, watching the city view and admiring the new reality I have set for myself. Just then, I pulled out my phone once again and read the blog post from the anonymous writer for the fourth time.
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