Chapter 93

Vladimir

Marian was dead, and I didn’t know how to feel about that.

Several questions flooded my mind, forming a stronghold for my suspicions. We’d just broken up a few days ago, after finding out that she’d been making a fool of me, but I was never mad at her to the point of wanting to see her dead.

It was more complicated that her corpse was found on our property so whoever killed her wanted us framed as well; a typical example of killing two birds with one stone. But what could be their motive?

What could be the link between Marian’s death and us?

Tension welled...