Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Exactly. However, there are only two fingerprints on the assessment report, corresponding to the thumb and index finger, respectively. Furthermore, the prints are very firm, as if while I’m holding it, someone has put something in between my fingers.”

The coroner raised his fingers on purpose and slipped the piece of paper in between them. Just like that, the paper was snugly pinched.

The Chief Prosecutor was astounded.

In response, Jonathan, who was sitting in his chair, banged the table with his murderous fist. The atmosphere in the study suddenly turned terrifying.

Evidently, the assessment results were fake.

The results that Logan had in his hand when he went to see Sebastian had been switched.

“Go on!” Jonathan ordered as he desperately tried to control his rage.

Gulping, the coroner continued, “With regards to the combination lock, the fingerprints on it have been tampered with. And that’s what makes the matter so suspicious.”

“What do you mean?”

“A lock that has been used for a long time will never be clean of prints.”

The coroner shrugged his shoulders as he showed them the clean fingerprint collection film.

Silence ensued in the study.

It wasn’t hard to follow the lead provided by the combination lock. As long as they could verify it had been tampered with, Jonathan could easily find out who unlocked it on that night.

that other than the correct combination, one also needed a fingerprint

and only an officer had access to it. Hence,

Jonathan decided to head back to

the perpetrator was when he finally completed his investigations. And in fact, that realization would deal a devastating blow to

Back at Heron Hill.

who was being locked up at the summit of

Sasha realized Sebastian no longer raged as

quiet in the house. All he did was play

sure

few pieces placed on the

What is he thinking?

felt the urge

given how rare it was to be at peace, Sasha refrained from asking him. She treasured

lunch. Look, I made you your favorite steak and mushroom soup.

was lunchtime, Sasha called out to him as she served the food she

the way she addressed

want to lose

he woke up, she called him “darling” to remind him of their relationship. Unfortunately, he responded with cold

soup, she prepared his plate and put them

“Darling?”

“Open the door!”

he swept aside the chess pieces. His

What is he