~Annalyn POV~
The sound of the door creaking open pulled every eye in the clinic toward it, as the doctor walked back in, holding a folder tight against his chest. Behind him was Lucas, and Ezra followed at his side, their sharp gaze sweeping over everyone in the room.
Officer Leo narrowed his eyes, his face tightening. "What is happening here?" His voice carried both suspicion and irritation, like a man who had waited too long for answers.
Then his gaze fell on Ezra, and something flickered in his pupils. "Mr. Ezra Mortagan... long time no see."
Ezra curved his lips into something that resembled a smile, but it was too stiff, too hollow. A smile that didn't reach his eyes.
The doctor cleared his throat, shifting uneasily as though he wanted to escape the room. "Officer Leo… the result is out." His tone trembled. "It shows that the blood on Miss Annalyn is not the same as the blood of those men. Meaning… she is not the one who killed them."
