V for Vendetta
the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Warren and Franz sat across from each ot
ng the cluttered board cover
ight eyes and a warm smile. "I still can't shake the feeling that we missed something
ht a sense of camaraderie that lightened the heavy atmosphere. "What's
the board. "The citadel murder and Clara's case. We're
s she approached the board. "I remember hearing abo
, his voice tinged with frustration. He leaned back in his chair, ru
description. It's like the sniper killer vanished into thin air after the shots were fired." He picked up a ph
had an airtight alibi. The whole thing fell apart. But now, with
he guests again? Maybe someone has changed their story or has new inf
the evidence. It's about the people involved. Have you considered reaching out to
We should also revisit the venue. Maybe there's a layout
determination. "We owe it to the victims and thei
relentless. I admire that. Count me in. I may no
d drove at C
eaking the silence. "They might have seen something th
door, her eyes widening in recognition. "Oh, I remember that night," she said, her voice trembling slightly.
d. "Do you still have the
, just in case. It's on a hard driv
itions of other houses. "If we can gather enough evidence from the neighbor
inquiries, visiting several more homes. Each conversation revealed snippets of information-strange cars parked n
as-a car parked just down the street, its headlights illuminating the scene. Two figures emerg
hopped into the car and sped away. "We need to enhan
it could lead us to the suspects. We should check wit
ed man was washing his car. After introducing themselves, they inquired about
a rag. "I remember that night well. It was quite the spectacle. You mi
er, a retired schoolteacher, welcomed them in and pulled up the footag
teacher nodded, adjusting the settings until the image sharpened. The
ranz noted, his mind racin
ng to find someone who could help them trace the vehicle. Hours later, they re
r Thompson," he said, his brow furrow
settling in. "The mayor?" Kara echoed, disbelief cree
would be delicate, but the evidence was compelling. As
eeted them, his smile faltering as he sense
ven years ago," Warren began, his voice steady. "We have reason
of concern crossing his face. "I assure yo
e need to know who was with you that night a
his shoulders slumping. "I was with someone that night-Lady Isabella. She was supposed to help me with
Where can we find her? And why didn't you say
isper. "If the truth comes out, it could ruin me. But it
y pieced together the clues, leadi