Chapter 85
Dexter was complaining like a child would to his friends.
I took a deep breath and instinctively comforted him. "Ignore him. He’s crazy."
At that, Dexter seemed to lighten up and tightly hugged me.
"Let’s go," Zion said to us after examining the crime scene and making sure there were no suspicious people lingering around.
"We’ve already checked the surveillance footage, Zion. All we saw was a figure who carried Juliet in while she was unconscious. The figure was broad and tall, and they wore a raincoat and a cap. But we could see that he was pretty muscular."
Phil had looked through all the local surveillance footage and could only recover this piece of useful footage.
The killer must’ve neglected this aspect of his plan because the footage was from a camera installed by a local family on the second floor of their home.
Those who didn’t know about this camera wouldn’t have noticed it either.
I peeked at the footage and sure enough, there was only a figure on the screen. But strangely... I felt like this man was different from the one with the burn injuries on his face.
"I feel like... " I couldn’t really pinpoint what was off.
The man who had spoken to me in my home had been like a ghost. Though he was tall, he was still skinny and slightly hunched–over. He wouldn’t appear so muscular even if he was wearing a raincoat.