In the interrogation room.
Stella Lockwood sat in the interrogation chair. Across from her was the very same police captain who had interrogated her in her past life: Mr. Jagger. His full name was Jim Jagger, captain of the city's criminal investigation team and a famous master detective who specialized in major cases. A minor homicide like this would hardly be worthy of his attention. And yet, for some unknown reason, he had taken over her case in her previous life the moment she stepped foot in the station. In the end, he was the one who had cleared her name and proven her innocence.
In this life, it was Mr. Jagger again.
The middle-aged, plainclothes detective sitting before her had crinkly, smiling eyes and looked quite amiable. But those eyes were incredibly sharp, as if they could see right through a person. Anyone who was actually guilty would probably feel a shiver run down their spine under his gaze.
