The next day, Violet went to work expecting to be the first to arrive at the office but she saw her friend with a young man. Their discussion over, she walked him out and turned to her friend who got to work in a word.
- Hello Layla. Can you explain to me the presence of this young man at our workplace?
- Hello my dear. Oh yes, he is a friend of the police. I had asked him to give me a copy of the DNA traces found at the scene of Elodie's accident as well as the videos from the surveillance cameras of the road she took that day.
- And why?
- I'm not the only one who thinks that her sister lied to us in the eyes. This girl told us about depression while her mother told us about a car accident due to a loss of control of the car. And during our private discussion, when I expressed my doubts, she looked away several times and told me about a bout of fatigue.
- As far as I know, a woman in her thirties can't be more amnesiac or tired than a sixty-year-old unless she's on drugs.
- Exactly! So, I'm pretty sure that something else happened and that my brother is absolutely not at fault for this story as she wants us to believe.
- Have you talked to your brother about it?
- You know very well that he hasn't. And besides, he doesn't need me to guess when someone is lying to him or trying to harm him.
- I'm ready to follow you in your prospecting but now, it's time to work and you know it. So we'll take a look at all that afterwards.
- Understood, boss.
Cameron had just finished a workout in his personal gym when he saw his brother leaning against the doorway.
- Hello Trevor, what do I owe this early morning visit to?
- Mom often asks about you. She says you visit her less and less. And then, she wants to visit your little fiancée's mother.
- My fiancée?!…Violet?
- Who else is on your mind so much? (Asked his brother sarcastically while trying out a traction machine.)
- And what do I have to do with the fact that she wants to go chat with her friend?
- She asked me to ask you if you can take her there like that, you take the opportunity to greet her mother.
- You can very well take her there yourself, I just have to send you the address.
- Why doesn't she want to see her?
Cameron finished a bottle of water in silence and began to put his tank top back on before answering.
- Because I don't want to answer when she asks me the famous question: so? Did you get back together with my daughter despite your long and silent absence? I know that her mother likes me a lot but right now I think it would be better that the next time I decide to go and greet her, I bring the good news she's waiting for.
- I see. Tell me. How many kilos did you gain?
- Trevor, I know that you're not here to ask me advice on pull-ups or even watch me practice sports. So other than mom's request, what is the reason for your coming?
- Where are the girls right now?
- At work why?
- You know that I was also at the funeral of this family, right?
- Yes and what I didn't understand is why you didn't deign to stand near your family and preferred to stay in your corner?
- I also noticed the empty behavior of the sister and I wonder about her.
Cameron emptied a second bottle of water before heading to his shower.
- If it's still to tell me that you're interested in this kind of women...
- I'm serious Cam and no I'm not interested, I'm still with my girlfriend.
He turned completely to face his brother and scrutinized him for a moment before taking him seriously.
- What are you trying to tell me?
- I'm pretty sure that Layla thinks the same thing and knowing her she must already be hiding things.
He thought for a moment before continuing on his way. He took a quick shower and joined his brother.
- Did you at least listen to me?
- Yes. You take care of mom and I'll take care of the ladies.
- Very well, keep me informed.
He got behind the wheel of his sports car and drove straight to Violet's office.
He hurried out and entered the office without bothering to greet the secretary who looked at him adoringly. Violet, surprised by his arrival, raised her head and closed her computer. Seeing the expression on her friend's face, Layla turned around and hugged her brother to greet him.
- What are you doing here? Did you come to get us? It was not necessary, Violet took her car.
- I know. I need to talk to you. Both of you.
- That's good, we're done for the day. Let's go home and talk.
- Trevor came by today and gave me a hint. You both have doubts about Elodie's death, don't you?
- Yes. (Layla replied in a slightly overly excited tone.) Her story doesn't hold water, I believe her mother more. I'm pretty sure you're not the cause of her death.
- Even if that's not the case, I would have preferred that you keep me informed of your research on the sly.
- How do you know that... Trevor told you that too?
- Layla, the detective you hired worked for me, so of course when my sister asks him for things like the camera recordings from the night of her ex-best friend's accident, it seems suspicious and he tells me so.
- So he told you everything I asked him?
- No, not everything, he knows how to respect the confidentiality clause. I made up my own mind to guess the rest. And you Violet, you didn't dissuade him?!
- No, because I agree with her. I find this woman very shady and if you want my opinion, I'm up for helping your sister in her research.
- Listen girls, I thank you for doing this for me but I don't need it, I can do my own research. I thank you for your sense of justice but...
- It's not only for you that I'm doing it but also for her, so that she can rest in peace.
- Very generous of you, little sister.
- So Trevor is also in the game?
- Yes, he came by this morning. So how are you doing?
Layla turned her computer towards them, putting on a serious face.