Chapter 588

"No fingerprints were found on the knife." Vivian Laurent tapped the desk lightly. "Ordinary people committing crimes of passion wouldn't remember to wipe prints."

"Sophia Sherwood's body was spotless." She continued, "Not even a single bruise. Doesn't look like she was forced at all."

"Even if she didn't resist, the killer should have scratch marks." Vivian looked up at Inspector Chen. "Did you check?"

Patrick Alpinus frowned deeper. These loopholes were too obvious, almost deliberate.

Inspector Chen nodded: "The investigation is ongoing. Despite the confession, there are indeed too many inconsistencies."

Vivian stood to leave. She could only provide limited clues, and staying wouldn't help.

Ethan Roscente was about to follow when Patrick suddenly lowered his voice: "Your ex-wife is quite remarkable."

"Of course." Ethan's lips curved slightly. "She's my wife."

Patrick rolled his eyes. She hadn't even given him a proper glance.

Outside the precinct, Ethan caught up with Vivian: "Viv."

"You're too invested in this case." He chose his words carefully.

Vivian whirled around: "Spit it out."

"I'm just concerned..."

"That I'm protecting the killer?" Vivian scoffed. "Or concerned about Liam?"

Ethan's pupils contracted. She'd guessed his thoughts exactly.

"Does he have an alibi?"

"He says it wasn't him." Vivian tightened her grip on her bag. "Killing someone in Canada? He's not that stupid."

"What if it was for you?" Ethan stepped closer. "I can tell he's into you."

Vivian laughed humorlessly: "You think everyone has a thing for me?"

"It's different." Ethan's voice darkened. "The way he looks at you—like a predator eyeing prey."

That possessive gaze reminded him of wolves in the wild.

Vivian's heart skipped. Liam had been acting strange lately.

"Baseless speculation is meaningless." She turned toward the street. "Prove it if you can."

Ethan watched her retreating figure, his expression unreadable. That dangerous man needed to be investigated thoroughly.