Chapter 69: The Perpetrator

After more than half a year of attempts to find the perpetrator who caused both my father-in-law's and my wife's car accidents, the investigators finally caught him. The bittersweet relief clashed with my agony and rage, followed by self-blame as I lowered the phone, placing it slowly on the bed.

"Was that the investigators?" Carlo inquired as soon as I hung up the call.

"Yeah, they finally caught him," I replied.

"It took them a while," he grumbled in disappointment.

I clamped my jaws as I felt increasingly frustrated, then flopped onto the bed with desperation. A deep sigh escaped from my mouth as I yearned for a moment of relief. I tried to seek comfort in my mind, but my inner turmoil prevented it. Restlessness surged through me. I couldn't resist the urge to shift and turn on the mattress. It felt like a storm of thoughts and emotions was swirling within me, making any chance for rest seem like a fantasy.

"Man, I know how anxious you are right now, but we need to sleep so we