Chapter 185: The Skeletons V
7 Eastbourne RD.
"What? Why?!" Marco inquired in disbelief, stepping back to the living room in a hurry to look at his friend. Levi looked at him, "They didn’t die in a fire, Marco. Sam’s parents were possibly murdered." he said; his expression didn’t betray his feelings, Marco noted.
Confusion flashed in his eyes; it didn’t make sense to him. Why cover it up? What for? "What? How? I mean, why would they do that? Wouldn’t they want the person caught?" the bearded man blabbered on.
"Good! You’re keeping up!" Levi complimented backhandedly as he approached the whiteboard with all the newspaper clippings fastened on it. He still had the journal in his hand.
"Fredricksen Co., Marco." the slicked blond revealed, expecting Marco to get it. But the G.P drew a blank, merely cocking a brow curiously. He was expecting more.
Levi furrowed his brows at the man, "Fredricksen Co!" he repeated, waiting for it to sink in Marco.
But still, nothing.
Disappointment dawned on his face, "Oh...now I miss her. You’re so...dim" he trailed, earning a scowl from Marco. "Just explain it! Fredricksen Co?" he asked, annoyed and insulted at the blond’s comment. Nothing new with that.
"Fredricksen Co, Marco. The World’s leading Security Company." Levi clued, looking at him expectantly only to receive silence.
The Irishman patiently waited for Marco to keep up, the man’s eyes stared back at Levi and then to the whiteboard. Pondering, why would the World’s leading Security Company cover up their heiress’ murder?
’Security.’
Marco’s eyes widened in realization, something the slicked blond did not miss. ’Finally’ he thought.