"Her whereabouts at the time of the death are still unknown."
"..."
There it was again—that foreboding feeling in his stomach.
As soon as Akira heard the man's words, the situation became a lot clearer to him. Ayami had struck again, and this time, the one on the receiving end was her own father.
To think that someone could be so ruthlessly cold to their own blood... It was bone-chilling.
Kaito looked at Zaelek as he asked, "You helped her get out?"
Akira, who was unaware of the situation, did not understand what the man was referring to, so he could only look at the two in confusion.
Zaelek gulped as he gave a nod, but refused to elaborate.
Kaito shook his head with a sigh, "Damn it..."
"What happened?" Akira questioned, feeling lost.
Kaito did not say anything, and Zaelek also didn't look like he wanted to explain anything, but when Akira looked at him with an expectant gaze, he couldn't help but give in.
