"Peter, are there any new discoveries in the case?" Stacey had just fastened her seat belt and looked at Peter in confusion.
The last time Peter called her so urgently was when our son was in trouble.
Peter glanced at my photo before I died, then his eyes fell on the bracelet on my wrist. His face was solemn.
"When was the last time you saw Nicolas?"
Stacey was getting a little impatient when Peter mentioning me again and again. And she couldn't be alone with Jacky tonight.
She said, "I forgot when I met Nicolas. Does it have anything to do with this case?"
"Stacey, I'm just doing my job and asking you a question!"
Peter had a serious expression and rarely yelled at Stacey.
Stacey frowned and thought hard.
"The last time I saw him was before my vacation. Seven days ago."
After a pause, she turned her head and said coldly.
"Could it be that Nicolas is related to the murderer? This beast! I knew he was not a good person!"
Peter looked through the case of Andy's tragic death five years ago. His face was grim and terrifying.
He turned off his phone, looked at Stacey, and rubbed his eyebrows.
He said, "The truth about Andy's death will probably come to light soon."
Stacey was a little excited.