Chapter 82

Mirabelle’s POV

Carter’s eyes widened slightly, his posture straightening. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I said, my voice firmer now. “I’m sure. I’ve seen him a lot of time. It’s Samuel. But why? Why would he...?”

My words trailed off, the room seeming to tilt around me as I tried to make sense of what I had just seen. Samuel? Noah’s manager? It didn’t make sense, but there was no denying what was in front of me.

Carter leaned back. “This changes things.” He said, as he massaged his temples. “If what you’re saying is true, Mrs. Sylvester, then we’ll have to bring him in for questioning.”

My hands were clammy. “Yes.” I managed to say, my voice barely holding together. “You have to. He’s the one.”

“Alright.” Carter said, closing the laptop and giving me a long, hard look. “I’ll handle it from here. We’ll contact you as soon as we have more information.”

I nodded. As I stood to leave, Carter reached out. “Take care of yourself, ma’am.”