As soon as those words were spoken, I saw Nigel’s expression freeze.

“What... are you saying? Samantha is dead?” His voice trembled slightly, but then, as if he suddenly realized something, his face quickly returned to its usual cold demeanor.

The person on the other end of the call repeated themselves.

“Heh.” Nigel let out a mocking laugh. “Tell Samantha to speak to me herself. Doesn’t she want to attend Jes’s wedding? How much did she pay to get you involved in this? Using death to threaten us—how ridiculous.”

Nigel had put the call on speakerphone, so I heard everything clearly.

The officer on the other end was clearly angered...