Alexander's POV
On the way back from the hospital, I received a message from Jane.
The suspect behind Alicia's attack has been captured. He's currently under interrogation.
My grip on the phone tightened.
There was no time to waste.
I told Jane to meet me in the garage.
For a moment, I considered bringing Alicia with me—she was the one who had been attacked, after all.
But then I remembered the way she had looked in her sleep that night.
Restless. Uneasy. As if she were reliving it.
I dismissed the thought.
I would confirm everything first.
"Mr. Blackwood, you're here."
An officer nodded respectfully as Jane and I stepped into the station.
"Where is he?" I asked.
"He's in interrogation, but… there seems to be more to this case."
My brows furrowed slightly as he led me inside.
"Welcome, Mr. Blackwood. Please, have a seat."
The officer in charge gestured toward the chair across from his desk.
"Thank you. What do you have?" I asked, sitting down.
