My brother seemed to have lost his mind.

"Victor! Who are you trying to impress like this? Amy is gone; you are her only family. If you don't pull yourself together, are you willing to let her killer roam free?"

Allen's words sparked a flicker of rationality within my brother.

With a vacant stare, he gently set me down, repeating one phrase incessantly.

"Amy, wait for me."

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the corners glimmered with crimson.

"Where is the killer? I want to see him."

Fearing that my brother might act recklessly, Allen summoned several detectives to join him in the interrogation room.

After...