“I'm telling you for the umpteenth time, I didn't kill him. I left him still alive and came straight here.” Frustration etched deep in DJ's voice.

Last he remembered, Bruce was very much alive when he left him. How he ended up dead was a mystery he couldn't fathom. And even worse, how he was being accused of killing his brother.

Standing opposite him, was an interrogating detective, hands leaning on top the table and his gaze fixed on DJ.

“You could have committed the crime and come here to report it first. It's a smart move. It takes the attention away from you.” The detective assigned to him spoke,...