LANCE DIXON
Denver’s words were still stuck in my mind. I could still hear what we talked about earlier. Franco Laurent. Damn, why did I almost forget him? I had already spoken to everyone, but then I forgot about the couple.
Well, to be fair, of course, I have already asked them a few questions. But not like a deep talk interview. I’m against Denver thinking that Franco Laurent is the main culprit here. But I also hate the idea that it could be him. Anyone could be a culprit here. There is no exemption.
I lay my back on the bed and stared at my ceiling.
Whew, I wish all of this could end now. I badly want to clean my image in the world. I’m a sinner, but I’m not a devil.
I was at this pace when I heard something was there in my backyard. I feel the footsteps that are carefully stepp
