Unsolved Case Files: Jane 3 소설 & 이야기

“No, I feel I have a business with you. Let's sort this out. You want me, right? Come get me like I'm a piece of material in the mail put on discount.” The area grew crowded, and the sound of police sirens increased as officers began to enter the vicinity. “Let's leave here, Jane,” Austin said, pulling my hand as we slipped out through the back exit. Finally, we got into a car parked outside with three men. “Hey buddy, Dennis got you into trouble?” one guy said without noticing my presence. Then he looked in my direction. “Jane, meet my friends,” Austin finally said. “About her, I will talk about it later, man. Just drive,” he instructed.

Going back to the house was like reminding me of her and it felt empty without her presence. And now I was finally close to bringing her back to me. Suddenly, I heard a knock and my secretary walked in with a folder in hand. “Sir, we just got another evidence”, she said, handing over the documents to me. The document contained financial transactions and witness reports. The name I was seeing on the pages seemed to bring back some sort of memories. Cassandra. For some time, we had begun to look into Tristan’s death quietly, there wasn’t much to go on.

She was fiery by nature and had built a fearsome reputation in business over the years. I patted her back gently. Now, I was the one comforting her. "It's over." "It's not over!" Leah wiped her eyes, her teeth clenched. "I looked into it. The police report came back. She's completely at fault! She only got her license less than three months ago, and she was on the road wearing heels!" I listened quietly. My heart had grown too numb to feel pain anymore.

Jane immediately reached for the remote. The volume increased. "...authorities have confirmed the arrest of Helina Moore in connection with multiple criminal investigations, including the reopened investigation into the death of businessman Fred Whitmore..." Jane stared. Her heartbeat accelerated. The reporter continued speaking. "...sources close to the investigation suggest substantial evidence has already been obtained..." "No." Jane slowly stood. The tea spilled unnoticed onto the carpet. Her eyes remained fixed on the television. The report continued. "...additional allegations include fraud, conspiracy, obstruction of justice and evidence suggesting the suspect maintained a second fami

Originally, she didn't want to mention it anymore, but after seeing her mother's appearance, she felt so heartbroken that she couldn't help but blurt out. Hansen held the steering wheel in both hands, as if he hadn't heard her and he didn't answer her. His face was a bit serious. The car drove slowly into the Richards Manor. Jenna laughed bitterly in her heart, fearing that this case would remain unsolved forever. After all, this case was related to the Richards Group. Could he really investigate it clearly? If Hansen didn't answer her, that meant that he was not sure, or there was no hope. Tears flowed down her cheeks quietly. What could she do?

"No, Dad persuaded Jane not to hire a lawyer and told his buddy at the precinct not to leak it because there is still some mystery to Amaya's death." "Mystery?" I'm puzzled. "What do you mean?" "Well, for one thing, I know there isn't a body." I suck in the air and almost choke. "You think she's alive? But how can that be...I mean, she crashed her car, didn't she? There should be a body even after the explosion." "Yeah, but now it's a closed case as Jane had a secret funeral burying her niece." Jeremy looked at his brother before looking back at me with guilt. "From what I heard after her niece's death, Jane moved out but never told where."

I pursed my lips trying not to cry with both of them. "Where... Is he?" Mhorein had the courage to ask. "He's in the mortuary. Let's go." Aiden lead the way. In a distance I saw a pregnant woman with another child in her arms. "You two must be the detectives..." She greeted us. Her eyes were swollen from tears. She's standing infront of a metal door. "Im Jane Arcilla, Im his wife." Mhorein was quick to give her a hug. "Condolence... "

“Ms. Reid?” “Yes, I want all the information on her, that little girl, and her fiance; I want to know especially about their lives in Houston,” I said—Jane was not just my PA but a private investigator, which is why she worked with me at the law firm. She would find out the backstory of all the cases our firm was defending and mostly dirt on our opponents, and she never failed one case. “Okay, Mr. Winters, I will get to it tomorrow.” “Thank you. I will be expecting the information before the end of the day tomorrow.”

“Alpha Noah, the file contains some papers about broken bones and two concussions. At that time, I had my suspicions because of what I saw, she never told me what they did. You need to know Alpha Noah; I went to Alpha Roan with my discoveries. He told me that he would handle the situation, as far as I could tell he did.” Jane never came back to my office after me telling Alpha Roan what I saw. Now I know she never came again.” Doctor Bennett was telling me this while getting through all kinds of files in them. It looked like he had found what he was looking for. All that time I was sitting in a chair waiting patiently while listening.

The person crouching at the entrance was Jane Sheen. Half a month ago, Jane was thrown to the top of the mountain and beaten up under Lily’s orders until she was hanging onto her last breath. Then, Lily took away her only debit card. That night, Jane thought she was at death’s doors.