She Chose Him Now She Wants Me Back novel Chapter 312

When Dominic returned to the police station, Ezra invited him inside.

Dominic raised an eyebrow. “Hey, isn’t this against the rules?”

Ezra shook his head with a faint smile. “The evidence is already ironclad. Does it really matter?”

Dominic paused, glanced at the three sisters standing beside him, and nodded. He entered the interrogation room with Ezra, and the sisters followed.

Anthony appeared calm on the surface, but panic flickered deep in his pupils.

“Anthony, it’s time to confess your crimes,” Dominic said, getting straight to the point.

“Who are you?” Anthony’s heart lurched. He tried to smother his fear with a shout. “I want a lawyer! I didn’t commit any crime! This arrest is illegal!”

Dominic smiled faintly, pulled up photos of the sisters on his phone, and stepped closer to show them to him. “What do you think? Do you remember them? Three girls, beautiful as flowers, tortured by you without mercy. Tortured to death. How could you do something like that?”

He had started with a smile, but anger slowly crept into his voice. By the end, his eyes burned red.

Ezra had just shown him the internal case files, and images of the blood–soaked crime scene kept flashing through his mind.

The thought of the tissue preserved in formalin, taken from the girls while they were barely alive, sent a chill through his bones.

Anthony’s voice shook. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You still won’t admit it. Great. Excellent!” Dominic sneered, flipped to another photo, and held it up. “Do you know who this is?

Anthony clenched his jaw. “I don’t know him.”

“He’s Liam Brown, the father of the three sisters.”

The photo had been taken after the crime. The man stood stiffly in place, beard untrimmed, his expression vacant and helpless.

“He once had a happy family. His three little girls were the reason for everything he did. You destroyed that family.” Dominic let out a low laugh. “So tell me, what do you think would happen if he learned that you were the one responsible?”

Anthony shuddered as he stared at the image.

Dominic turned to Ezra and asked quietly, “Does Anthony have any other family?”

Ezra hesitated, then replied, “A 70–year–old mother, a wife, a son, and a daughter.”

Dominic looked back at Anthony and spoke in a low voice. “Imagine a man who has lost everything. Then imagine him learning about your family. What do you think happens next?”

Ezra frowned but remained silent. What Anthony had done defied human comprehension. Whatever consequences followed

were no more than he deserved.

Anthony’s lips trembled. “You’re police officers. Without evidence, you can’t just make accusations.”

“Evidence?” Dominic replied evenly. “You mean the three jars in the black suitcase under your bed, filled with formalin?”

Anthony went rigid, his face draining of color. After a long silence, he began to shake. “Please. I beg you. Don’t expose this. Protect my family.”

“Protect your family?” Dominic’s rage broke free. “You committed atrocities beyond measure, and now you dare say that? It

Chapter 312

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