We hesitated for a while before stepping out of the hotel, because of the crowd of reporters outside.
As expected, the reporters started storming us with questions.
“Where you able to trace what could lead you to the killer?” Was the kind of question all of them were throwing at us.
We kept saying “we’ll try our possible best to investigate and bring the culprit to justice.” As navigating our way through the crowd.
We both let out a sigh of relief when we escaped the crowd.
“The victim’s house is next yeah?” I asked Tunde and he nodded his head.
He turned on the Ignition of his car and drove us to the victim’s house.
She left behind her father, mother and her four siblings. The house was full of cries and sorrows. I felt very sad for the bereaved.
We questioned the bereaved but
