Bailonz Street 13

I think Jefferson understood why I threatened the officer, but the rest was problematic. What should I say next?

Liam Moore is missing? He disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood, and we have no idea where he is or why his life was threatened?

These words lingered on my tongue, unspoken. If I said them, there would be no turning back.

“Inspector.”

I forced a smile. Actually, I wasn’t sure what expression I had. Jefferson looked worried, as if he saw something unsettling on my face.

“Shall I make you some tea upstairs?”

“No.”

I cut him off instantly.

“There’s no time. We can’t risk contaminating the crime scene.”