Chapter Eighty-seven

That was it, I was out of ideas. I had been almost sure, even if I didn’t want to believe it, that Xavier had a hand in what happened to Natasha. I had thought he would know for sure who the culprit was. And now that he didn’t, I had no idea what to do. I wanted to get justice for Natasha but I didn’t know how. Why did I even think that I could anyway? I had been trying to find Luna Esther’s other murderer for months and I hadn’t succeeded. What made me think that I would just solve Natasha’s murder in five minutes?

I cursed...