Goodall followed Elisa's gaze and immediately grasped her intent.
"Aren't you worried about the fallout from publicly embarrassing Amelia?"
"Cut the nonsense! There could be a killer in the building. If you want to find Eve, just do what I say!"
After a moment's hesitation, Goodall nodded.
He had indeed meddled with Amelia's dress, but not out of any desire to please Elisa. He had his own reasons.
Still, if he could hit two targets with one action, it was a win.
"Here, take this. Just spray a bit on her dress, and you'll get what you want." Goodall handed Elisa a small spray bottle.
"What is it?" She eyed the spray bottle with suspicion.
"Just follow my instructions," Goodall said, clearly uninterested in explaining further. It was just a chemical agent, after all.
Elisa wasn't ex
