He Didn’t Look for Me Until I Was Dead (by Durrin) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

After Calvin finished speaking, he went straight into his own office.

A criminal investigator who was close to him followed him inside.

“Captain McMullen, what’s going on? Why are you so angry? Did you have a fight with your wife?”

Calvin pressed his temples, his deep eyes full of dissatisfaction: “Get out. Let me be alone for a while.”

I stood at the doorway, watching his cold and displeased expression, not daring to stay by his side.

The words Calvin blurted out in the company made me realize for the first time just how much he was dissatisfied with me.

I couldn’t help but turn around and look at the people coming and going around me, feeling a bit lost inside.

This was Calvin’s daily life; he rushed back and forth for so many people.

I had always been proud of him, but…

I lowered my eyes and whispered to myself, “But I have never been one of those people.”

I didn’t know how long I had been standing there. When I finally looked up again, I saw through the second–floor window a man in a black long coat standing across the street.

An endless terror gripped my heart so tightly that I could barely breathe.

That man… was the murderer!

I was frozen in place, as if something was holding my feet, making it impossible for me to move even half a step.

It felt as if my entire soul had been thrown into icy water, cold from the inside out.

“Calvin… Calvin!”

When I called his name, it was as if I had broken free from some restraint. I turned and rushed

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inside.

“Calvin! The murderer is right outside the police station, he…”

But in the next second, my words were stuck in my throat.

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Calvin was sitting in front of the computer, and on the open document before him, four glaring words stood out.

Divorce Agreement!

My soul seemed to sway uncontrollably.

Pain washed over me like a tide, drowning me.

At that moment, the office door was knocked: “Captain McMullen, we’ve traced the origin of that bracelet.”

Calvin’s brows furrowed, and he stood up immediately, heading out: “Let’s go ask directly.”

KR Jewelry.

I followed Calvin inside, where members of the Detective Division were already investigating.

Calvin walked over and asked in a deep voice, “Is there any purchase record that matches the victim’s list?”

No one answered.

Calvin frowned and was about to speak when a criminal investigator spoke up hesitantly.

“Captain McMullen, the only purchase record related to the case here–the customer is you.”

Calvin’s pupils contracted, and he instinctively took the purchase list.

The first name that caught his eye was Calvin.

The date was Máy 17th, three years ago.

Our wedding anniversary.

The criminal investigator spoke in a heavy tone: “Captain McMullen, did you give this bracelet to your wife?”

As soon as the words fell, I clearly saw Calvin’s expression change.

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He took out his phone and immediately dialed my number.

But this time, no one answered.

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Calvin’s face darkened sharply. He was about to leave when a store clerk called out to him.

“Are you Mr. McMullen?”

Calvin turned around, a sharp look in his eyes: “What’s the matter? Do you have a clue to offer?”

The clerk quickly shook his head: “No, you ordered a pair of rings from our store five years ago, but you never came to pick them up.”

Rings? Five years ago?

When the clerk took out the pair of rings, the initials engraved on them instantly pierced my heart.

M&L.

Five

years ago, Calvin and I could barely exchange a few words. That pair of rings was custom- made for Georgia…

My gaze slowly fell on the ring finger of my right hand, but all I saw was emptiness.

When Calvin and I got married, both the wedding and the rings were as ordinary as could be.

He didn’t put any effort into it.

Calvin looked at the wedding rings the clerk had taken out, and his expression changed as well.

He then took the rings and put them in his pocket, striding out.

A member of the Detective Division watched his back and subconsciously muttered, “Captain McMullen’s mood seems a bit off…”

I followed Calvin to the door, and his phone rang again.

The melodious ringtone, which should have been pleasant, sounded like a death knell in my ears.

Calvin answered the call with a grim face.

A voice full of panic came from the other end.

“Captain McMullen, the fingerprints we found on your wife’s work badge match the partial fingerprints of the deceased!”

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“We are

eighty percent sure that the deceased is Whitney!”

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