I sat on the interrogation chair and stared at Zion in despair, who was arranging his notes. “It wasn’t like that,” I said in a hoarse voice, feeling I was about to lose my last and only hope.

I desperately hoped that the police would find out the truth about Delilah and clear my name so I could… rest in peace.

Yet, based on the current situation, not only would the truth never be known, but my body would never be found.

“Officer Landon, ...