The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397

Snowflakes

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“Thanks,” I murmur softly to the café attendant who places the two cups of tea on the table. I reach for the pictures Quince has displayed, already spread before me.

“Here are the pictures taken at the crime scenes,” Quince says, pushing them closer. They’re the photos he downloaded from the cameras. I stare at them, speaking without looking up.

Start from the beginning.”

Which beginning?”

“From when H.O.W.L got the call and went to the crime scene,” I reply, lifting my eyes to see he is already chewing on the burger we ordered.

He takes another bite and begins.

“It was at dawn I got the call from Mr. Gerald. We all rushed over, not to H.O.W.L but straight to the vacation house. The detective team and the forensic team were already there.”

I nod, silently telling him to continue.

“The body of Mr. Hanba was already in the body bag, but pictures had been taken. His throat was slashed.”

Hearing that, I go mute. My eyes lock with Quince’s. Slit throat. Murdered. And Cupid was there that night. What if… he really is the killer?

Earlier tonight, I summoned him and he came, handsome, dominant, radiating danger and gangster allure, and I accused him of murder. But deep down, I pray he isn’t capable of something that monstrous. He isn’t a killer. He can’t be.

“Didn’t they carry out an autopsy on Mr. Hanba’s body? I mean… that way they’d know what was used to cut his throat.”

“Cherry Billions says no,” Quince mutters, reaching for the burger again. “So we have to make do with the evidence we found.”

I look does the pictures again, and my eyes land on the photo of the scalpel found on the

ay from the vacation home.

she revisited the vacation house. The culprit must have thrown it order.”

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I pause, staring at the picture again and again, until something freezes inside me.

“What day did she find it?”

Quince pauses from eating and looks at me.

“I think last night. It was brought to H.O.W.L this morning.”

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“That’s impossible,” I murmur, and Quince freezes again, his eyes fixed on me until I extend the photo toward him.

k at the floor. It’s wet. That means the picture was taken this morning.”

not unusual. W

“But you said th eyebrow rising

“Snow… it’s

He’s right suddenl

“Bro

as

infall from dawn to this morning.”

the scalpel, was found last night,” I say, and at once he pauses, one

o doubt Wrinks, the head of the detective department.”

ad I shouldn’t move recklessly. I lower my gaze to the other pictures, and my eyes land on the picture of a man. Brown Fash.

night watchman on that night, the one who witnessed the murder, right?” I ods.

posed to come give his statement, but he didn’t show up. His whereabouts ry till now.”

wrong. And right there, I know for sure someone smarter is hiding the real ing to condemn my brother to jail. I must move fast.

members of Brown Fash?”

kes his head.

ofiling him, he’s an orphan and a single father.”

ild?”

aughter was sick, hospitalized.”

ou ever check the hosp

pauses, then sha

handle pro

be there with her.”

interrogate them. Since Brown

2/4

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Fash didn’t appear on the day he promised, we never followed up.”

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A loophole. I spring from the chair, abandoning my tea and leaving payment on the table.

“Come on, Quince. Let’s check the hospital.”

“But…”

I don’t wait. I hurry out and jump into my car. Quince follows quickly, sliding in beside me.

The hospital’s a block from H.O.W.L,” he says.

the pedal and we shoot off. The ride is fast, and we arrive just before midnight. I park ep out while Quince checks his phone for the ward number.

he’s on the second floor,”

We approach the recept

“Profiler from H.O.W guardian.”

The bright rece frowning sligh

“Oh, that’ nights a

I pau

ding the way.

ashing his badge since I haven’t gotten mine yet.

to check on Brown Fash’s daughter. He’s her father and

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