Seventy-Six

Uncle Wyatt's question cut through the tense atmosphere like a knife, his tone betraying a hint of skepticism. I turned my gaze towards him, maintaining my composed facade as I considered his inquiry.

"Indeed, I did," I replied evenly, my voice carrying a note of authority. "But knowing who committed the act is only part of the puzzle. Understanding the circumstances leading up to it is crucial to uncovering the truth."

Uncle Wyatt nodded slowly, seemingly satisfied with my response, though the skepticism lingered in his eyes.

Uncle Robert, ever the opportunist, seized the moment to regain control of the conversation. With a reassuring smile directed at me, he interjected, "Wyatt makes a valid point, Atlas. Perhaps it would be best to focus on the information we already have before delving into further speculation."

"I appreciate your concern, Uncle Robert," I replied, masking my true intentions behind a polite smile. "But I believe it's important to explore every avenue if we're to u