Chapter 55 Something Is Amiss

I approached him said, “Thank you for calling me.”

He had been kind enough to let me and Louis talk for as long as we needed in the interrogation room.

Smiling, he replied, “We’re obligated to contact their family. I guess your brother told you everything.”

I nodded dejectedly. Just then, a thought crossed my mind. “Can I meet that girl? My brother would never do something like this. There must have been a misunderstanding.”

The whole situation felt off, and I knew that the girl held an important clue.

 

The policeman shook his head and informed me that she had gone home. I could only visit her residence if I wished to meet her.

I wrangled her address out of the policeman despite his initial reluctance. He was probably worried that I would pull some funny tricks.

 

I swore up and down that I would not harm her — I only wanted to talk to her.

Only then did he give me her address on a piece of paper.

I failed to bail Louis out, and I could only comfort him and assure him that I would be back once I cleared things up. I vowed that I would save him.

At the exit of the police station, the policeman handed me a note and told me that I could contact him if I needed help.

I learned that his name was Xavier Tyrrell.

The only thing I could do was to track down the alleged victim. Following the address the policeman had given me, I hailed a cab to a quaint residential area called Landonville Gardens.

I found myself outside unit 407 of Tower A in the fifth block of the place. I knocked on the metal door and heard a rustling sound.

Soon after, a girl’s voice drifted out, “Who is it? Give me a moment.”

I kept quiet, fearful that she would refuse to open the door once she learned of the purpose of my visit.

door swung open and revealed

are you

you

nodding, her face

words came tumbling out in a hurry. “Well, here’s the thing. I’m Louis Zanetti’s sister. You said my brother raped you, and I wanted

sentence, the woman’s expression turned downright ugly, and she

brother raped me, simple as

do something like that. Ms. Young, perhaps there

mind was, however, made up. She insisted that Louis had raped her and slammed the

settled down hopelessly at the stairs. Oh well, I guess I’ll wait out

had been sitting there for about half an hour when two

with

I’m sure you don’t

my visit. Though I was reluctant to leave, I

followed the policemen out of

residential area, Xavier advised me not to seek out Queenie

agreed since any objections would be

Institute of

I checked myself in, I lay sprawled on the giant bed with my pile

a foreign place to me, I did not

confidence in Louis’ innocence grew after I met with Queenie; something

rape victim, and her

get some help. I chose to call Benjamin. Even if he could not travel to Jadeborough, he knew more about law and crimes than I did, and it would be good to

I realized that it had remained off since the moment I boarded the

on, I immediately received a call from my mom. I pretended nothing was wrong, fibbing about my rush to leave over

To my dismay, my call went unanswered for a long

I waited a couple of minutes before calling him again. Someone

your ex-husband giving you trouble

has nothing to do with him. It’s my brother. He’s

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