It was around 2 am. Tristan had just woken up from a deep slumber after Amber called him.
He missed 5 of her calls before he finally picked it up.
He was confused at the same time worried when he heard her whimpering during their conversation. It was faint but, he knew she was holding back her sobs.
"What is it? Wait. Are you okay? Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" he asked.
[N-No. No... I-It doesn't matter. Listen t-to me f-first.]
Amber stammered with her voice cracking. Tristan's forehead creased in befuddlement. "Alright. I'm listening."
Tristan heard her take a deep breath and let out a long sigh. Then, she cleared her throat.
[I... I guess. W-We can finally reopen Summer's case.]
Tristan was paused. "W-What?"
[I... I found the camera that Summer hid in a fridge magnet. And... And... I-It recorded t-the—]
