Chapter 90: Dark Trails
Third POV
The door opened, and Melanie Simmons strode in, her light brown hair perfectly styled despite the hours held in detainment. When her eyes landed on Levi, a smile stretched across her face.
“Levi! I was wondering when you’d want to see me.” Her voice was sweet, almost hopeful as she took the seat across from him.
Levi’s expression remained stone cold. Gone was the flirtatious man who would have winked or made a suggestive comment just months ago. His green eyes were hard as emeralds.
“Cut the crap, Melanie,” he said flatly. “I need information, not small talk.”
Her smile faltered slightly. “I don’t know anything about Hazel’s disappearance, if that’s what you’re asking. I’m sure you know that we were never close—”
Levi’s fist slammed onto the table with such force that both Melanie and Callum flinched. The sound echoed through the small interrogation room like a gunshot.
“Stop wasting my time!”
Melanie’s eyes widened. “I swear, I don’t know where she is! I was at the festival the whole time. Ask anyone—”
“We already did,” Callum interjected, stepping forward with his clipboard. “You were seen speaking with Kira near the edge of the clearing shortly before the welcome speech was supposed to start. What were you talking about?”
“What? Is it a crime now to gossip with my friend?” Melanie’s gaze darted between the two men. “We were just chatting about girl stuff. Nothing important.”