Ethan's p.o.v

My head banged with every question I am being asked about Hailey's death as I sat down on the chair in the interrogation room with my hands handcuffed. I have been accused of her murder and constantly interrogated despite my honest declaration. I thought about my life, my father, my empire and Dylan whose image would now be forever stuck in the mud just because of an unfortunate event that I knew absolutely nothing about. "I swear to you that I can't remember anything, officer."

"How can you not when you were the only one found at the crime scene and with a gun that was allegedly used...