Eve and the Devilish Alpha
He leaned against the observation wall, arms crossed, watching me like he was weighing every word before letting it out.
"Well, guess what?” he said, voice low.
I glared at him, patience already threadbare. “What?”
He sighed softly, the sound heavy in the sterile room.
“He said he knows who killed them.”
My eyes blinked twice, hard, like the words had physically hit me. “Really?”
Alex nodded once.
“And did he say who?” I pressed, voice dropping lower.
“Yes.”
My pulse kicked up. “And who is that? Whose name did he call?”
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