"Tristan and I had located the other consumers and none of them was suspicious except for Gale. We're not totally sure about her, but she was the only one who owned the same hoodie that poked our interest. But, according to her, it wasn't her." Amber covered the box and put it aside.
Harry fell into deep thought. "So, you're saying that the visitor was probably someone who had your hoodie."
Amber nodded. "Yes. I think Summer gave my hoodie to someone. And that someone might be the person who visited her that time."
"I see." Harry glanced at Amber which made her confused.
Harry's expression was blank but, you could tell that there was something in his gaze.
Harry didn't want to feel it but, he couldn't help it. Amber seemed suspicious to him. Though, he was still hoping that his gut was wrong.
Harry laid his back on the sofa and crossed his arms. "When did you give the hoodie to Summer?"
"I don't really remember when, but I'm sure I gave it to her the day after I purchased it."
