Chilled Hearts- Love Unthawed

le university teacher was found deceased under cir-cumstances initially raising suspicion. However, the investigation concluded that the death was self-infli

melan-choly and unanswered questions about the un

oom, and subsequent inquir-ies ruled the cause of death as suicide. Depression was cited as the primary motive behind the suicide, with authorities finding no evidence of foul play. The ca

ose, leading to its classification as a suicide. The authorities concluded that the overdose was self-inflicted, attributing the model's demise to personal issues possibly exacerba

e yesterday. It took me the entire night to finish, and in the process, I had uncovered several things that seemed high

n and tension. Mr. Kang looked up from his desk, his eyes narrowing as they landed on the file

for me to secure this job permanently. As he flipped through the pages, his expression changed from casual interest to focused scrutiny. He

cross-referenced the data, noticed some discrepancies, an

s?" I didn't speak for a few seconds. It wasn't that I had nothing to say; I had many th

connected in ways that aren't immediately obvious. Th

o

dies, it's difficult to be certain. However, based on the autopsy reports and the evidence we had, it seem

s locked onto mine. "Spit it out

Each case seems to be meticulously planned and executed, leaving no traces behind. It suggests the involvement of some

f something unreadable crossing his face. "

out by someone who has intimate knowledge of forensic procedures and

y words. "And you think these cases ar

with just assumptions that the victims did suicide and this is where I hav

chair, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Interesting theory. You've given me a lot to

to the window, staring out as if weighing his words carefully. "The three files are old but I got a new file last week, similar to this." He turned and looked at me. I shifted uncomfortably in my s

utiously, trying to gauge his reaction. But Mr.

eliberating whether to share more. Then, with a sigh, he continued, "I believe there's a connection-you found." My mind raced with possibilities, trying to piec

against the city skyline. "You must be thinking, why I am telling you all these things." His

udes. All the employees in this lab exhibit those qualities." Mr. Kang's tone was stern, his words like a blunt

, he continued, "These cases are going to reopen due to a recent case. I am going to assign you exclusively to this matter. You will meet with detectives, police, and others involved in t

I ask something?" I ventured, my voice tinged with uncertainty. Mr. Kang hummed in acknowledgment, his expression unchanged, but I sensed his attention was fully on me. "Isn't this a high-profile case? Why

specifically a neurosurgeon?" His words felt like salt on old wounds. "And, did you study psychology as well?" Mr. Kang's

u're here." He stated matter-of-factly. "And as for your temporary job... Well, I am assigning

the lab remained contingent upon proving my worth in each assignment. I straightened in my chair, steeling myself for the challenges ahead.

distractions while you start working on these cases and..." Mr. Kang paused, considering his next words carefully. "Y

om my chair, the weight of the task ahead settling upon me once more. "Understood,"

ement in his eyes. "Good. I expect nothing but your best ef

esk, securing it with a decisive lock. As I made my way towards the canteen, my phone chimed

friend in this country, MinSu, shouted excitedly through the phone. I instinctively h

you shouting?" I replied t

my annoyance. "Sorry, sorry. I just want

was better choice to have lunch with someone than alone. "Fine, I'll meet you at the ca

rlfriend, oops! of the son of one of the board members. Despite her past with him, she had helped me tremendously, even speaking with her ex who had cheated on her numerous times behind her

blazer over a crisp white blouse, paired with black slacks that emphasized her formal attire. Her shoulder-length hai

me, her eyes sparkling with excitement and genuine concern. "I hope I'm not inter

, still feeling the weight of

while since we had lunch together." I sighed inwardly but softened and nodded my head. She laun

ity. She was from a wealthy family, but she had a knack for making everyone around her feel comfortable. MinSu was completely opposite to me

ed to roam around me, chatting about everything under the sun, refusing to be deterred by my co

ll into place without any effort!'" MinSu's laughter pulled me back

lunch," I admitted, my tone softer

take breaks more often. You're always so buried in work.

ch, but I'm

always say that. If you ever need to talk or just vent, you