Keenan's POV

I frowned.

"So,you don't believe I murdered Miss Grayson?" I raised an eyebrow. Jared tossed the cigarette to the other side of his mouth. "Then why exactly am I here, detective?"

"I'm saying if there's something you're hiding,now would be the best time to you know--"he paused."Come clean." He ran his hands through one of his braids and it made me wonder how on earth someone like him became a cop. Although I had to admit,he was pretty good at what he did. "You've been sending a lot of money to Miss Grayson's account in the past couple months. Huge money." I watched as his fingers began to draw circles on the table. "What were you trying to buy?" He paused. "Time? Silence?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Information." I answered indifferently. "Miss Grayson sold information on people. You should know that. But she didn't talk cheap."

"Well apparently, she hasn't talked much in the past couple hours." He joked. I clicked my tongue and then glanced down at my wristwatch.

Apparently,I had bought enough time..... Or so I hoped.

"As much as I would love to sit here and kid around with you Jared,I have to go." I stood up and then adjusted my blazer. He eyed me for a few seconds.

"I didn't say we were done yet."

"Well,I'm done." I said with a tone of finality. "And since you have nothing important to talk about-" I made for the door."Tell the deputy I dropped by." I stopped in front of the metal door. I glanced back at him. "Well?"

"We're done. Let him through." He announced. It took only a few seconds before the metal door creaked open. I walked out and then halted.

"Jared?"

He pulled the cigarette from his mouth and then let out a puff of some and I was quick to notice the dim orange light at the opposite end of the cigarette.

Go figure,Keenan.

"Nice shoes." I smirked and then turned away. I faked a smile as I retrieved my cell phones from one of the cops outside and then looked around. I couldn't spot Paul anywhere but the two other guards around the corner were hard to miss. I walked towards them and whatever conversation they seemed to have been involved in came to a stop. I drew in a deep breath.

"Let's go." I nodded and then made for the exit. I didn't wait for their response but I could tell they were following behind me. I pulled the door open and as expected, a swarm of hungry reporters came at me.

"Mr. Monroe,how was your investigation?"

"Do you think you can escape this?"

"Did you really murder Miss Grayson?"

I mentally rolled my eyes.

Like anyone would admit they murdered someone on live television.

I moved towards my car packed some few paces away,the guards trying their best to keep the reporters at a reasonable distance.

"Miss Grayson was seen walking in and out of Monroe and Co on regular basis. Did you two meet up?"

"If you did,what did you talk abou---" one of the guards held the door open for me. I got in and then shut the door behind me,shutting them out. I sighed and then turned bit so I was facing the side.

"Did you get it?" I raised an eyebrow. Paul nodded and then stretched a camera towards me. I ran my fingers through my hair and then exhaled. I retrieved the camera from him and then drew in a deep breath.

"You switched the cameras?" I raised an eyebrow. He nodded. "And---"

"I left no trace behind." He cut me off. I looked at him for a short while before I nodded and then tapped his shoulder.

"Thank you."

He was silent for a few seconds before he said "I was just doing my job."

I nodded and then turned towards the window. I knew it was just his way of saying thank you.

Jared's POV

Tap....

Tap.....

Tap.......

I tapped my fingers continuously on the wooden desk deep in thoughts.

Michelle Lin. Age:twenty five. Occupation:Therapist. Date of Death: March 12,2016.

I frowned.

I remembered the issue of Mitchell's death. Her body had been found early in the morning in front of Monroe and Co. The case was closed down days later after Michelle was considered to be suicidal.

Next :Thomas Van Der Woodsen. Age:forty three . Occupation:Security Guard. Date of death: April 1,2016

If I remembered correctly, Thomas had worked as a security guard for Monroe and Co. He had died of a heart attack while on duty. Autopsy results claimed Thomas had died of poisoning but since there was no sufficient evidence to continue the investigation,it had been paused too.

Samuel was next on the list. Age:28,Occupation: Microbiologist. Date of death: May 15th.

Samuel was last seen after he showed up at the Monroe's party without an invitation. Witnesses had it he had caused a scene and was escorted out by security. His body was discovered in the river days later,a bullet to the head. The senator was furious. He wouldn't get over the death of his only son......his only child. Not until the real murderer was found.

And then came Gloria Hastings...if that was even get real name.

Age:Unknown. Occupation: Criminal. Date of death: June 5th.

Gloria had confessed to killing Samuel. According to her statement,she was on her way home from the Monroe's party when Samuel came at her. She claimed that Samuel had tried to take advantage of her and that it had been self defense. But anyone who knew what they were doing would know that Sam Levine had been shot for the kill. He'd been the prey and whoever came at him was the predator.

Witnesses also claimed that Gloria had left the party too drunk to walk on her own two feet. She had been with an unidentified lady in a black dress.

I raised my eyes to the ceiling and then closed my eyes, playing the incident in my head over and over again .

Gloria said she was ready to turn herself in and be tried by the court. She said she would come over to the station by herself. But she didn't. And so the police had gone to get her.

She had gone back on her word and shot two of them dead. She had put a bullet straight in their heads just like Sam...... And they had no choice but to shoot her dead.

I drew in a deep breath.

What was I missing?

Michelle was a therapist. Therapist knew stuff.....and so did Isabelle. Isabelle dug out peoples weaknesses and then sold them out to other people for a hobby. It wasn't the least bit surprising a lot of people wanted her dead......but what was the connection?

Just like Isabel before she died,Michelle was seen coming in and out of Monroe and Co on regular basis.

I inhaled.

What was I not getting right?

Michelle was a therapist. Therapists knew secrets...... Top secrets. But whoever went to a therapist meant for it to be confidential.

Because two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.

Michelle was dead...... Michelle was dead.......

Because she had told!

Michelle and Samuel had been rumoured to be dating by the press many times over because of how dangerously close they were.

What if they were actually together? What if she had told him something? Something she shouldn't have told?

My eyes flung open and I sat up quickly. I moved towards my board and them began to rewire the red strings.

What if Michelle was scared and she had run to Sam for help?

What about Thomas? What did he have to do with this?

I shook my head and then rubbed my temples. If I kept on thinking like this, I was going to give myself a migraine. I placed my legs on the table and then sighed.

I would need an asprin later.