Chapter 192: Skeletons In His Closet
The silence that fell on the room after Rhett’s question was palpable. Isleen stepped away from the door, gazing at him with surprise etched on her face.
Probably cause he just tried asking about Cullen’s day.
She turned to Cullen who only shrugged slightly before replying. "My day was fine, thank you for asking, sir. And yes, I’m still a bit nervous, to be honest, but I’m getting set for the orientation tomorrow."
Rhett tilted his head slightly, trying to study the young man. Nothing. He still seemed clean. He couldn’t help feeling like he might just be wasting his time investigating this man. But he trusted his instincts, and his instincts told him to keep pushing forward. No one had suspected ’Liam’ either, but yet here they were.
"That’s good," Rhett said simply before slowly shifting to his main reason for being here. "I’m here to ask some questions about someone you seem to know. It’s not made headlines yet, but Nick Foster is dead. We couldn’t find his body, but his house was covered in blood. His blood."
He watched Cullen’s eyes bulge with shock, as he took a couple steps back. His voice shook with fear as he spoke. "What? When? How? I literally saw him last yesterday."
Rhett remained silent. The reaction was expected, not exaggerated. Especially since the young man had seen the victim the previous day.
The more he pushed, the more innocent Cullen seemed in his eyes.
Suddenly, Isleen who’d still been standing quietly there cut in. "You two could always sit down, you know? This sounds really serious."