Jay Jays POV☆☆☆
The folder on my desk was heavy with timelines, notes, and CCTV screenshots from the night Zoren was killed. I traced each moment carefully—Keifer, Keigan, Yuri, and Zoren, all in the mansion for the business meeting.
"Keifer says he was at the mansion the whole night.. after Zoren, Keigan, Keifer, and Yuri discussed , he claimed to be alone most of the stay there.." I muttered. "Alone, checking work, making calls."
Eman leaned over the papers, eyes narrowing. "Alone… but the shadows on the CCTV don't completely match. There's movement near the study around 9:15, right when he said he was in the main hall."
Ci-N tilted his head, a frown on his face. "Could be a staff member, right? Or someone moving between rooms?"
"Maybe," I said, "but it lines up too neatly with his timeline. It's… controlled. Too clean for someone who supposedly left nothing to chance."
Angelo, standing behind us, crossed his arms. "Perfect alibis are suspicious. Keep that in mind."
I scribbled notes: Keifer—too controlled, timeline clean, brief shadow unaccounted for.
Eman pointed at another section of the report. "Yuri and Keifer's paths overlap a lot that night, but Keifer always claims he was alone. It's strange. Too much… perfection."
Ci-N smirked. "Sounds like someone's covering something."
I sighed, leaning back. "Or he planned it from the start. That's the scary part."
The team went over the mansion layout again. Every exit, every hallway, every room. The business meeting had been supposed to be straightforward, but the evidence kept showing tiny inconsistencies.
Keigan's movements were simple and consistent. He hadn't done anything suspicious, and his timeline checked out perfectly. That made it easy to clear him.
But Keifer… his story was immaculate, polished, and flawless on paper. Yet a small shadow, a brief movement, a tiny overlap, hinted that not everything matched.
I tapped my pen against the folder. "Something doesn't add up. He wasn't sloppy… but maybe that's exactly why we can't trust him."
Eman nodded. "The best criminals hide in plain sight. Sometimes the truth is right under your nose, but you don't see it until it's too late."
Ci-N shrugged. "So… who do we start questioning first?"
I shook my head. "Not yet. We need more details. But I'm telling you—someone is hiding far more than it seems. And when I find out what, it's going to change everything."
The folder snapped shut. Outside, the wind rattled against the station windows, carrying the silent whisper that the mansion that night had held secrets darker than anyone imagined.
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