"Sir, there's been a development concerning the case," Noah said as he walked into my office, a thick file clutched in his hands.
"Which case?" I asked, my voice tinged with hope. "Axel's lair?"
"No," he shook his head, "this is about Sisi's death. The forensics team we sent to gather more evidence at the crime scene came back just as you stepped out for lunch. And what they found… it's mind-blowing." He dropped the file on my desk, spreading out the contents.
I leaned forward, scanning the photographs, reports, trying to piece together what I was seeing. "What exactly am I looking at here, Noah?" My eyes narrowed as I lifted a sheet of paper to the light streaming through the window.
