Emily spent the rest of the day investigating the case, following up on leads and interviewing witnesses. She was determined to find out who had really killed Samantha, and she was willing to do whatever it took to get to the bottom of things.

As she was leaving the office, Emily's phone rang. It was Karen, her assistant.

"Hey, Emily," Karen said. "I've been going over the case files, and I think I found something interesting."

"What is it?" Emily asked, her curiosity piqued.

"I found a security camera that caught a glimpse of the suspicious person I told you about earlier," Karen said. "The camera is located near Samantha's apartment building, and it shows a person matching the witness's description."

Emily's eyes widened as she listened to Karen's words. This could be the break they needed to clear Xander's name.

"Can you send me the footage?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, I can send it to you right now," Karen said.

Emily waited anxiously as the footage downloaded to her phone. When it finally arrived, she quickly opened it and began to watch.

The footage showed a grainy image of a person walking down the street. The person was tall and thin, and they had a scar on their cheek. Emily's heart skipped a beat as she realized that this was the person the witness had described.

But as she continued to watch the footage, Emily noticed something strange. The person in the video seemed to be walking in a familiar pattern, almost as if they were trying to avoid being seen.

Emily's mind began to race as she realized the implications of what she was seeing. This person wasn't just a random stranger - they were someone who knew the area, someone who was trying to avoid detection.

And then, just as Emily was starting to piece together the clues, the footage ended abruptly. Emily was left staring at a blank screen, wondering what had just happened.

But as she looked closer at the last frame of the video, Emily saw something that made her heart skip a beat. A reflection in a window, a glimpse of a face that Emily knew all too well.

It was a face that made Emily's blood run cold, a face that made her realize that the killer might be closer than she thought.

As Emily stared at the reflection in the window, she felt a chill run down her spine. The face was familiar, but it was also distorted, as if it was reflected in a funhouse mirror.

Emily's mind was racing as she tried to process what she was seeing. She knew that face, but she couldn't quite place it.

And then, suddenly, it clicked. The face belonged to none other than Alexander's business partner, Victor.

Emily's eyes widened in shock as she realized the implications of what she was seeing. Victor was the one who had been acting suspiciously, Victor was the one who had been arguing with Samantha.

It all made sense now. Victor had been trying to frame Alexander for the murder, and he had been using the security footage to throw Emily off his trail.

But Emily was not fooled. She knew that Victor was the real killer, and she was determined to prove it.

With newfound determination, Emily set out to gather evidence against Victor. She started by reviewing the security footage again, this time looking for any clues that might link Victor to the crime.

As she watched the footage, Emily noticed something that she had missed before. A small detail, but one that could be crucial in proving Victor's guilt.

It was a watch, a distinctive gold watch with a peculiar design. Emily had seen that watch before, and she knew that it belonged to Victor.

With this new evidence, Emily felt confident that she could finally prove Victor's guilt. She decided to confront him, to see if she could get him to confess.

As she arrived at Victor's office, Emily felt a sense of trepidation. She knew that Victor was a ruthless man, and she wasn't sure what he might do if he felt cornered.

But Emily was not afraid. She was determined to see justice served, and she was willing to risk everything to make it happen.

"Victor, I need to talk to you," Emily said, her voice firm and commanding.

Victor looked up from his desk, a look of surprise on his face. "What is it, Emily?" he asked.

"I know what you did," Emily said, her eyes locked on Victor's. "I know you killed Samantha."

Victor's expression changed in an instant. He went from surprise to shock to anger, his face reddening with rage.

"How dare you," Victor spat, his voice venomous. "I didn't kill anyone."

But Emily was not intimidated. She stood her ground, her eyes never leaving Victor's face.

"I have evidence," Emily said, her voice firm. "I have the security footage, and I have witnesses who will testify against you."

Victor's face went white, and for a moment, Emily thought she saw a glimmer of fear in his eyes.

But then, Victor's expression changed again. He smiled, a cold, calculating smile.

"You'll never prove it," Victor said, his voice dripping with confidence. "I've covered my tracks too well."

Emily felt a surge of anger at Victor's words. She knew that she had to act fast, to gather more evidence and build a stronger case against him.

But as she turned to leave, Emily felt a hand on her arm. It was Victor, his grip tight and unyielding.

"You're not going anywhere," Victor said, his voice menacing. "You're going to stay right here and talk to me."

Emily tried to shake off Victor's grip, but he was too strong. She was trapped, and she knew that she had to think fast if she was going to get out of this situation alive.