Rowan.
I was getting ready for a banquet. It wasn’t something I wanted to do, but I had to go, none the less. The founder of the Hope Foundation was holding the banquet in thanksgiving and honor of all its donors. Given that I was one of its many donors, I was invited.
“What is it, Brian? I’m busy?” I answer after checking the caller ID.
“We were able to get a DNA match from the blood sample we collected from Miss Sharp’s house,” he goes straight to the point.
Her name makes me take a sharp intake of air. The last words I flung at her still echo in my fucking mind. I shouldn’t have said all those hurtful things, but I was so fucking pissed that she put her hands on Emma.
“And?” I urge, wanting him to continue.
I was hoping this was good news. I wanted nothing more than to solve Ava’s case and put it behind us.
“I don’t have good news,” he replies, making me groan.
“What happened?”
“We identified the man. He goes by Black Serpent. He’s been on our radar for quite a while since he is a hired killer. Someone tipped us as to where he’s hiding; the only problem is that we found him dead with a bullet in his skull.” There was an edge in his voice. An edge I was also feeling.
He was our hope, but now the man was dead, so we were back to square one.
“Did you find anything that might have given a clue as to why he was after Ava?” I ask almost desperately.
“Nothing” he replies.
“And the one that tipped you?”
He sighs tiredly. “I think it might have been the one that killed him. My guess is he or she found out that we had evidence against Black Serpent so he killed him before we could make an arrest and get him to reveal who his boss is.”
The picture he painted started forming in my head. The pieces falling into place. I didn't fucking like the direction this was leading.
“But that would mean that whoever is after Ava is someone close to her; otherwise, how would they have known about the DNA sample?”



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