Chill After Night Falls
白露 [3] / [4]
"What is the truth that lies between two statements which disagree with one another? Like one insisting that ‘I got beaten,’ and another insisting the opposite?"
he asked Cynthia.
"Under normal circumstances, we could comb through her medical records, listen to neighbors, acquaintances, etc., who could offer objective testimony. But now, we have nobody who can give us any clues going forward. This is difficult,"
Cynthia replied.
"What about checking communication logs?"
"For what?To search for messages admitting to something, like <You hit me>,’ and <Yes, I did hit you>?”
Cynthia answered as if he said something ridiculous. Alexander gave her a hollow smile.
"I asked Ed to submit any material advantageous to him, but if he couldn't find any, this case will simply go on without any meaningful resolution,"
Cynthia said.
"And Violet has yet to entrap him in this case, which is an important point to consider. I don't even know when she is going to contact me again. And if the rape was perpetrated by Ed, it was done second-hand. He, allegedly, ordered someone else to do it, and that's still a felony,"
Alexander said.
"We cannot accuse Ed of doing this based on hearsay, can we?"
"For now. Ed must be feeling that he can't get rid of the shit on the sole of his shoe,"
Alexander gulped down the bitter espresso at once.
The inspection team began to investigate Ed’s case by gaining a better understanding of the accusations made against him. His duty and attendance were also under investigation, and his coworkers around him were quietly brought in. All of them thought poorly of Ed.
One evening after work, Alexander offered to cook a splendid dinner for Cynthia so that she could take a rest. He cooked Chinese noodles. She was happy with his proposal, suggesting they see a movie after dinner. They came back home after shopping and grabbing movie tickets for that night.
