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Chapter 240
Chapter 240
Cher just couldn’t drag herself out of bed the next day
When Qvinlyn ked when it, Zane dorged the quest, fic caly onlike him threat the s yesterday, he and
Quinlyn wondered, Overdid in Bove Cher &‘t do anything or the didi’s soutie
Cher finally rolled out of bed at 10 am, planning to drag Quinly clothes dingging
Quintyn shook her heard. Toe got plenty of clothes the air
“Too bad. You don’t get a say Cher said farly. “This was the deal with gow legal guardian
Quinlyn thought, Judges can be such a pain sometimes
Zane walked over, patted Ophryn’s shoulder, and handed her a glass of orange juice. He won’t into hogging, so se sapt behind
On the way, Quinlyn got a call from Mandy, When Mandy herd about the shopping trip, she forgal fox say’s warning and rushed
over like a rocker.
Mandy took off ahead, while Quinlyn and Cher strolled behind her.
Cher joked about Mandy, “She’s like Elowyn 20. People like her light up the room. They make you feel like the world’s a great
place.
“So, partners and friends balance each other out, huh?”
“Partners?” Quinlyn looked up. “What about you and Zane? You’re not just life–skill opposites–you‘ re alike, toot
Cher thought for a second. “Maybe I’m like cold fireworks, and he’s like warm stone. One’s all fath but cold inside, the other’s
cool on the outside but warm to the touch
Quinlyn agreed with her.

After they had dinner at a restaurant, the sky got gloomy again. “Ugh, I hate this,” Mandy grumbled. “If it now again, my shoes’ll
get soaked”
Cher suggested they head back and drop Mandy off first.
In the car, Mandy whispered to Quinlyn, “Cher is not scary at all. She’s really nice. She shouldn’t be the Evil Judge. She should
be the ‘Beautiful Judge. Now I feel relieved?
Quinlyn realized Mandy pull pranks too. Mandy must’ve been worried about Quinlyn, which was why she tagged along
After they left the James residence, the rain got heavier. Lightning flashed, and thunder boomed. By the time they reached the

Perry residence, it was pitch black.
The driver got out, grabbed an umbrella, and walked Cher’s inside. But they entered the house, Quinlyn heard a scream erupting
Through the rain, Quinlyn saw the driver stumble back and fall down the steps. She panicked, jumped out of the car, and
sprinted through the rain to the front door.
“Cher!” She pulled Cher aside first, relieved to see she was clean and unharmed.
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But Cher was frozen, pale as a ghost. Quinlyn followed her gaze into the house. A tall, shadowy figure stood in the dim living
room–it was Zane, barely recognizable.
Not far in front of Zane, someone lay on the floor. The smell of blood filled the air. Lightning flashed outside, lighting up the knife
in Zane’s hand. Blood dripped off the tip.
By the time the police showed up, the storm had passed and the gray sky was starting to brighten up. As soon as Benness
walked into the house, he locked eyes with Quinlyn. “What are you doing here?”
Quinlyn was wrapped in a blanket, sipping water. “Just visiting, celebrating New Year’s. She wasn’t here for the murder,

anyway.
Bennett felt speechless. The odds of that were crazier than winning the lottery. But rules were rules, so he didn’t dare cha too
much and got down to examining the scene.
While Jolie was different. She rushed over and hugged Quinlyn with the toolbox in her hand. “Hey, Quinlynt Long time no see. I
missed you.”
To avoid raising suspicion, Quinlyn hadn’t been in touch with anyone lately. Seeing Jolie was a surprise. Jolie, are you working
with the task force?”
“Yep, it’s a winter break gig. I’m their forensic scientist,” Jolie bragged, slipping on a pair of white gloves. “Pretty cool, right?
“Yeah, cool.” Quinlyn nodded.
Satisfied, Jolie nuzzled Quinlyn’s cheek before skipping over to the body.
One second she was hugging Quinlyn, the next she was all over the corpse. Bennett watched this, his head pounding. He
couldn’t help but mouth to Quinlyn, “You borderlands folks are something else.”
Quinlyn was impressed too. Even if it was just a part–time job, going from clinical medicine to Westwood University’s lab, then to

the task force as a forensic scientist–Jolie had to have some serious skills to be so versatile.
By now, Jolie had finished her initial check. “The victim’s 36. He died from stab wounds–three of them.
“The fatal one hit his chest, punctured the left ventricle. He bled out. From the struggle marks, the attacker was strong. The
victim couldn’t fight back and got overpowered pretty easily.”
After hearing that, everyone went quiet. The description of the attacker matched Zane pretty closely.
That was when Cher, who was taking notes, piped up, “Zane’s not the murderer.” She sounded pretty sure, but as a relative, her
word didn’t carry much weight.
No sooner had the words left her mouth than a bunch of people stormed in.
A woman wailed, “Oh, Bobby, my poor boy, just like that, you’re gone. What am I gonna do?”

A boy cried out loudly, “Dad!”
The victim’s wife, Joss Taylor, pointed the finger at Cher. “It was you, you murderer! You killed my husband. You two are both
murderers.”
The victim was their next–door neighbor. Quinlyn recognized the little boy who used to give her the evil eye. Now he was glaring
at Zane with pure hatred.
The victim’s family was trying to get their hands on Zane, turning the place into a zoo. Finally, Bennett stepped in and calmed
Joss down, promising to find the killer. Only then did the others agree to leave.
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