Elias Montgomery held me back, his striking features shadowed by a trace of helplessness. "What occurred to you, the police have already considered. What you should worry about now is whether someone has tampered with the surveillance footage."
My temples pulsed with tension. Irritated, I tugged at my hair and said to Elias, "Go back first. I need to calm down."
Elias seemed about to speak, but seeing my agitation, he paused. "Call me if anything comes up." Then he left.
I stood at the police station entrance for a long while before getting into my car.
Spencer Hughes called, saying he'd completed the comparative report on the bidding companies and had sent it to my email. I muttered an "uh-huh," my mind in utter disarray.
After hesitating for a long time, I drove toward Silverstone V
