Motun drove as slowly as she wanted. She was within her estate walls and decided to go for a drive around before heading home. Her mind wandered around the many things that had been going on lately- the things she had seen and understood so far. Especially about the case and the killer, who was getting more complicated and harder to apprehend as the case went on.

She felt like all the things she understood were baseless and that she was a pawn in the killer’s scheme because so far, all what the clues did was build a profile. None was tangible enough to bring him to her- or her...