“Boss,” Roy called out to the man sitting inside the meeting hall. All the shareholders had just left after the meeting, and he was sitting alone inside looking through the contents of the presentation.
Levian did not answer, but his silence was already an answer to the call. Listening to her, Roy braced himself and spoke, “Do you remember the police chief who questioned Miss Sherry?”
The tapping of fingers on the table stopped as Levain c****d his brows. Taking his eyes off the presentation file, he looked at Roy and gestured for him to continue.
“What about him?”
“The inspector who interrogated Miss Sherry…” Roy said, “He died just after we left the police station.”
“Died?” Levian frowned.
“More like he was murdered, however, the bullets used to kill him belonged to his gun,” Roy
