SAM WATSON'S POV.

I knew something was wrong as I watched them deliver their emotional speech on National Television. I didn't think their emotion was real. They seemed to be hiding something.

Luckily, my phone rang.

It was Mrs Jones.

"Sam, I have a job for you."

"Now?"

"Yes. I want you to help me investigate an accident."

"Mrs Lisa?"

"Exactly. Check your mail." She hung up.

My phone beeped.

I had the basic informations I needed.

Just like me, she believed there was foul play in accident.

"Someone is behind it; find out who," she had said.

I got ready and drove out. I didn't even need to call...