The next morning, the calmness in Adrian’s mansion was deceiving. Savannah was resting peacefully upstairs, unaware of the storm quietly brewing beyond their gates. Down at the city police headquarters, the officers were still working tirelessly on the case. Files were scattered across the long table, pictures pinned on the board, and names circled with red markers. Detective Harris rubbed his forehead, exhausted but determined. “We’re missing something,” he said, his voice deep and serious. “Savannah’s last accident wasn’t just a fall — it looked like someone set her up.” His assistant nodded. “Yes, sir. We checked the footage from the mansion again, but the angle near the stairs was strangely cut off that day.” “That means someone tampered with the camera,” Harris said, tapping the file in his hand. “Whoever did it knew exactly what they were doing.” The assistant sighed. “Do we have any suspects yet?” “Not enough proof,” Harris muttered. “But there’s a woman who keeps s
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