Shane’s throaty voice rang out. “Have you heard about Jasmine’s suicide?”

“Yes, I’m about to go to the scene now,” Natalie replied as she pressed on the elevator button.

Shane furrowed his brows. “Why would you need to go there?”

“Because I think the person who died isn’t Jasmine.”

She hurried into the elevator while explaining her doubts.

After hearing her explanation, Shane sprung up from his chair. “I’ll go there with you too.”

“Alright. I shall wait for you there. Give me a call when you arrive,” responded Natalie.

Shane mumbled a quick response and hung up. He opened his drawer and pulled his car keys out before striding out of his office.

An hour later, Natalie arrived at the scene.

She was too late, for the corpse was no longer there. Only a few police officers were there to investigate the matter.

 

the police line and scanned the scene carefully. She glanced at the spot where

her and came to her. “Miss, we’re in a middle of an

 

to ask something when

It was Susan!

like a madwoman for her hair and clothes were a disheveled mess. Her eyes were red, so it was obvious she had cried

at Natalie, she demanded,

you know each other?” the police

“Yes. She’s my

He nodded in

who is very popular

pointed at Natalie furiously. “Sir, she’s the one

knitted her brows. “I

her without evidence, Mrs. Smith,” the

take it and chose to commit suicide. She’s the

ahead and shoved

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