"Please help me help you and her family. Help me give answers to your son. I don't think you are a bad person, but something happened though… something got out of control and I need to know what. Because the longer the case grows cold—" he stopped. "We are going to find all the answers whether we do it now or in two weeks. But this is the time for you to be entirely honest with us. It will get worse as time passes and people will be harder on you."
"I left her house immediately," he stuttered this time.
"You are a smart man. You are world-renowned. So, you have to understand how the technology works. How you think we knew where exactly you went or the searches you made on the internet?"
Only the sound of the air-conditioner could be heard.
