WARNING: This chapter contains mature content (18+). Please proceed at your own risk.
'What?!' my brain screamed. 'Blood brother or just namesake?'
"I'm Emanuel Crawford, his beloved cousin," he said smugly, answering the lingering question right away.
'What a well-planned trap,' I exclaimed in my head. 'I should have seen this coming.'
"How would you know whether I was the one who attacked your brother or not? It couldn't be me since I'm in the capital," I said in an oblivious tone.
"The CCTV footage came in my hands before the police took it away," he returned. "I was there to visit him, but who should I see other than my beloved officer uncles, standing around his store. I had to see the commotion for myself to believe he was caught in the act."
