My Brother, The True Killer novel Chapter 8

When he emerged from the bathroom, his face was a mask of cold fury.

My heart sank. Even the overwhelming evidence of the blood wasn't enough to convince him? Was he going to protect her, even now?

He turned to the police, his voice cold and commanding. "Unless you have a warrant, get out."

The ME was furious. "Lucas, you've lost your mind! Simone is clearly a suspect! You're protecting a murderer!"

But Lucas only repeated his demand. "Get out."

The ME didn’t argue. He led the officers out of the apartment, but they didn't leave.

“This is a dangerous criminal we’re dealing with, Lucas. We have to catch him quickly." He glared at Lucas. "Stay here. I'll be back with a warrant in ten minutes.”

The ME left, and Lucas, with a sigh of relief, locked the door and ran downstairs to his car.

Where was he going?

To the mountains, to find Simone?

He was so blinded by his love for her, so determined to protect her, even if it meant his own death.

I followed him, my spectral heart filled with a mixture of anger and despair.

He reached the mountains, jumped out of his car, and started calling her name.

A blowgun emerged from the bushes. A dart pierced his neck, injecting him with a fast-acting sedative. He barely flinched, just scratched his neck. I wanted to warn him, but my voice was a silent scream.

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