Chapter 96

The man smiles and I study his actions carefully. He could have another weapon, so I have to be careful.

“I don’t believe you know me.” The man says, and though I am aiming a weapon at him, he does not seem to have a hint of fear.

“Oh, really now?” I answer him sarcastically and he chuckles.

“I’m only going to ask you one more time, who the heck are you, buddy?” I add and he sighs.

“I’m Oliver Martins, I am a detective and I work with the NYPD.” He confesses and my eyes widen a bit.

Oh my gosh.

How—how did he know I would be here at this particular time?

Well, he is a detective.

But the thing is, my case was dropped.

“You don’t need to be alarmed, I’m not here to do anything to you, I just want to talk.” He says when he notices my troubled facial expression.

“I thought my case was closed.” I remind him and he smiles lopsidedly.

“You look so beautiful in person. We spent years trying to track and catch you, and all I h