Chapter 143: His Obsession
On the drive back, Rory did not want to talk to Derick. She didn’t know why Derick wanted to discuss the weather with her. She didn’t care if there is going to be a blood moon or whatever.
"Those photographs..." she started and watched Derick’s face go pale.
She did not want to let him pass. "You are a criminal investigator. Seeing those pictures, what did you conclude?" she asked.
She thought it was for revenge or for humiliating her. Or even blackmail her grandmother. She didn’t think there is any more to it. She didn’t dare to think there is any more to it.
The brain is a funny thing. It does everything to deflect from reaching the truth when the truth might hurt more. And that’s what her brain did. She could only think of the least damaging thing that she could think of out of that devastating truth.
"What?" Derick gulped. He couldn’t think properly when she is asking about those pictures. He almost forgot those pictures. "I don’t remember those pictures... And the color of your... I don’t remember anything at all! It’s been years since I’ve seen them..."
He wanted to clear it.
There was no change in Rory’s expression. "Not those pictures, the motive behind those pictures. It’s probably for blackmail, right? Trying to get revenge or..."
Derick saw the expectation in her eyes. She really wants it to be blackmail material. But the truth is...
It was sexual! The person who took the pictures was looking at her with sexual intent. Blackmailing intent is possible, but the sexual desire of that pervert oozed in every picture he took. The angles and the way he portrayed Rory...
She was his desire, his obsession to be precise!
He, who studied psychology and criminology, could say that for sure. And that’s why those pictures shook him to the core. And that is why he didn’t want anyone to even doubt that he took those pictures.