Tim and I decided to divide and conquer. He was going to talk to Mrs Green again while I paid the marriage counsellor a visit. The counsellor was a few blocks away and he held his counselling sessions in a office in his house. When I arrived at his house I gave a quick knock on the door.

A middle aged woman with black hair opened the door with a smile.

"Can I help you?" She asked politely.

"Yes, I'm here to see Dr Blane," I answered.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, I'm Detective Wills, and I have a few questions about one of his clients," I explained.

"Mr Green I presume. I was so shocked when I saw what happened in the newspaper. Please do come in." She opened the door for me and I stepped inside.

There was a small desk in front of a door. It was probably the door to the doctor's office.

"Please have a seat. Dr Blane is currently seeing a couple. Would you like something to drink while you wait?" She asked.

"No thank you," I replied as I took a seat on one of the couches across her desk.  She gave me a smile before she sat behind her desk.

"So I'm the problem! You're the one who cheated!" I heard a woman's voice shout from behind the door.

"Yes! You were always working, what was I supposed to do?! Everytime I organise something special you cancel on the last minute because you have to work! And your boss is always there!" A man's voice shouted back.

"We work close together! He is invested in his business. Atleast he has some ambition. It's more than what I can say about you!" The woman replied.

"You know what then go marry the guy! I'm done." I heard loud footsteps before the door was thrown open and a man stormed out of the front door.

"Thanks for the session Doc, see you next week," I heard the woman say before she exited the room also. She gave the receptionist a smile. How she could manage a smile after that fight was beyond me. When she saw me, she looked a bit ashamed. I would've been to if I knew a stranger heard my fight with my husband. She quickly left the house after that.

"You can see Dr Blane now," I thanked the receptionist before I entered the room the fighting couple stormed out of.

"I wasn't aware I was seeing someone new," he said as he stood up from behind his desk giving me a friendly smile.

"Detective Wills," I introduced as I stuck out my hand in front of me.

"Oh a detective, I assume you are here because of Mr Green, one of my clients?" He asked as he shook my hand.

"You are correct. I know that you have a doctor client confidentiality, but I was hoping you could still answer a few questions," the doctor nodded before he closed his office door and returned to his desk.

"What would you like to know?" He asked.

"According to my information, Mr Green and Mrs Green started counselling 5 months ago. Can you tell me the way Mr Green acted during that time?" I asked.

"Mr Green was quiet most of the sessions. He didn't talk much about their marriage and what I could deduce he was forced to be here. He was always in his own world and I speculated that it was the main reason they came for counselling."

"Did he seem stressed? Paranoid? Scared?" I asked.

"Now that you mention it, he did seem on the edge the whole time. One time my secretary knocked on the door too loudly and Mr Green sprang from his seat," he told me.

"And was he acting this way since you started to see him?"

"Yes, I thought it was normal for him at first, but his wife seemed just as shocked about his strange behaviour."

"Did he ever mention a reason for his actions?"

"He would just laugh it off and say something about being stressed or something," he answered.

"Thank you. That would be all for now," I said as I stood up. Dr Blane walked me to the door. I gave him my card in case he remembered something and bid him goodbye.

Tim was already back at the station when I arrived.

"Please tell me you had some luck?" I asked him.

"Mrs Green was just as much in the dark about Mr Green's recent behaviour. She did admit to seeing a marriage counsellor but nothing more. She said that he was shutting her out and not sharing his thoughts and that was why the went to the counsellor in the first place," Tim explained what he learnt.

"So we are back to square one," I said with a sigh.

The rest of the week Tim and I spent trying to find something that could give us a new lead but everything led to a dead end and it was like we were missing a very important piece to the puzzle.

Between the wedding planning, spending time with Jaydan and finding a new lead, I was beyond tired. Jaydan helped me a lot and we often met up at the lair to talk about the case, but all our theories seemed to have something missing.

Tim and I were at our wits end and it felt like we were running in circles. It was at the end of the week that our luck finally turned and an eyewitness, one of the neighbours, John Lock arrived at the police station with a very interesting story to tell.

He told us that he saw Mr Samuels exit the Green's house around the time of the murder. He was hungry and went to the kitchen when he noticed movement across the street. He recognised Mr Samuels because he saw him there a few times before. He told us the reason why he thought it was peculiar was that he noticed Mr Samuels locking the door and placing something in his pocket.

We had reasonable cause to arrest Mr Samuels and hold him for further questioning. When Mrs Green heard that Mr Samuels were arrested she came clean and told us that she and Mr Samuels were having an affair. She didn't mention it because she didn't think Mr Samuels was capable of something like this, but in light of all the new evidence she realised that she might've misjudged him.

We had motive, opportunity and the weapon. But even with all the evidence pointing at him Mr Samuels kept denying his involvement. We searched his house and office for the extra key the Green's gave to him but it was still missing. Mr Samuels did admit to being at their house, but according to him it was earlier that night and when he left Mr Green was still alive. But he lived alone and had no alibi.

While everyone was looking for more evidence against Mr Samuels, I was looking over everything. This case just solved it self and in my experience a case was never so easily solved. I spent the following week reviewing all the evidence.

Questions like why would Mr Samuels throw the gun in a dumpster near the crime scene. It didn't help his case that the gun also had only two pairs of fingerprints, Mr Samuels and Mr Green. 

Even though the evidence was compelling something inside me said that there was an important piece we were missing and I was looking over everything to find out what we could possibly have missed.

"Why are you still here?" I heard Tim ask beside me.

"Oh I was going over the case," I told him.

"Vici, the case is closed, it would help if Mr Samuels just confessed but the evidence is stacking against him," he said.

"I know, I just wanted to make sure," I said.

"Vici, it is a week before your wedding, forget about this case and focus on you wedding. And besides don't you have somewhere to be?" He asked. My eyes widened as I realised that I had a date with Jay at the lair.

"I completely forgot. Thanks. I'll see tomorrow afternoon," I greeted Tim before I rushed to my car.

The whole ride to the secret lair was filled with thoughts about the case. Mr Samuels didn't seem guilty and I had to find a way to prove it.

Somehow I needed to find the missing piece.