Floyd had been engulfed in stress for weeks, relentlessly trying to identify the perpetrator. The person intent on harming Lucielle was impressively thorough in covering their tracks, leading both Floyd and Sean on a seemingly fruitless hunt for any piece of evidence, but their search had yielded nothing. He had even scrutinized Lucielle's new friend after she confessed to being unnerved by the woman's sudden change in behavior. However, there was nothing suspicious. Jessica had been a stalwart at the strip club for several years, the epitome of a model employee, and on the day Tinnie was found lifeless in their home, Jessica had been catering to a private event.
"I'm alright, Floyd," Lucielle reassured him, leaning in to bestow a gentle kiss on his lips, her hand caressing his face while
