A glimmer of hope appeared in the darkness when Miles received an anonymous call, inviting him to go to a deserted location on the outskirts of the city. Suspicious but intrigued, he went there, his heart racing at the thought of finally discovering a decisive clue in the Rose affair.
When he arrived on the scene, a hooded figure awaited him in the shadows, his features hidden in the darkness. A hollow voice spoke out, revealing disturbing information about Emily's past and the enigmatic circumstances of her death.
However, before Miles could get any clear answers, the figure vanished into the night, leaving behind a sense of urgency and confusion. Who was this strange interlocutor, and what were his obscure motivations?
As questions piled up in Miles' tormented mind, one certainty emerged: he would stop at nothing to discover the truth, even if it drove him to the brink of madness.
Miles stood there, alone in the darkness, the words of the strange speaker echoing in his mind. His desire to discover the truth about Emily's death was stronger than ever, but he also felt overcome by a sense of impending danger.
He caught his breath and tried to collect his thoughts. He had to find a way to follow this trail, no matter how thin it was. But where to start? The information provided by the anonymous person was vague and worrying.
Determined not to give up, Miles took a deep breath and set off, leaving behind the deserted place where he had encountered the stranger. He knew that if he wanted to discover the truth, he would have to explore every dark and dangerous corner of this case.
Over the next few days, Miles dove headlong into his investigation. He interviewed Rosalie's former friends, rummaged through her personal belongings, and reviewed hours of surveillance video. Each clue, each detail seemed to bring him a little closer to the truth, but also to plunge him deeper into a labyrinth of mysteries and lies.
Yet, despite the obstacles and dangers that stood in his way, Miles refused to give up. He was determined to bring justice to Rosalie, uncover the truth about her death, and end this spiral of secrets and betrayal once and for all.
As night fell on the city, Miles found himself alone in his apartment, files scattered around him. But despite the fatigue that was eating away at him and the challenges that awaited him, a glimmer of hope always burned deep in his heart. Because he knew that with every step he took in the darkness, he got a little closer to the truth. And nothing, and no one, could stop him in his quest for justice for Rosalie.
As Miles was lost in thought, a slight noise from outside caught his attention. He jumped up, alert, peering into the darkness outside his window. In the darkness of the street, he made out a familiar silhouette, a shadow that seemed to have been watching him for a while.
Without hesitation, Miles rushed towards the door, his heart pounding in his chest. He opened the door and found himself face to face with a woman dressed in a long cloak, her face partially hidden by a hood.
"Who are you ?" Miles asked, his voice betraying both tension and hope.
The woman slowly raised her head, revealing piercing eyes filled with unwavering determination. "I'm a friend, Miles. A friend who wants to help you discover the truth."
Miles stared at the woman, trying to unravel the mystery surrounding her. "How can I be sure I can trust you?"
The woman gave a slight smile. "You have no choice. If you want to find answers, you must take risks. And I am here to guide you."
Despite his doubts, Miles felt a wave of confidence rise within him. He knew he had to seize this opportunity, no matter how uncertain it was.
"What should I do ?" he asked, ready to follow this strange woman into the twists and turns of the darkness.
The woman tilted her head slightly. "Follow me. We have much to discuss, and little time to do it."
Without further ado, Miles closed the door behind him and followed the mysterious woman into the night, determined to finally discover the truth about Rosalie's death, whatever the cost.