The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 233

A collective sigh of relief washed over the crowd at the word 'police.'

But their attention was instantly hijacked by Nathan, who looked less like a hardened detective and more like a high-fashion runway model. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a confident swagger to his step—the women in the room openly stared, completely mesmerized.

Even the men couldn't tear their eyes away. There was no curiosity about the badge he flashed; instead, a primal, competitive tension rippled through the male guests.

"You came dressed like that?"

Nora highly doubted he had actually received a gala invitation. Based on the timing, he must have rushed over the second the 911 call came in.

If she hadn't texted him about the event earlier, she would have assumed he was psychic.

Why else would he have claimed he was coming today?

Though, technically, showing up to investigate a murder still counted as attending the gala.

"I'll explain later," Nathan offered a brief nod before stepping right past her to inspect the body.

"Have you taken a look yet? Thoughts?" Nora asked, standing a short distance away. Watching him scan the grand hall, she let her own eyes track the same path.

"Initial assessment: massive hemorrhage caused by blunt force trauma to the back of the head."

"The body's condition is highly consistent with a fatal fall."

"But we won't have the full picture until the autopsy."

Nathan let out a low hum and pointed toward the second-floor balcony. "Is that where she fell from?"

Nora gestured for the waiter who claimed to be the eyewitness to step forward.

"Y-yes, sir."

Nathan's presence was entirely different from Nora's calm detachment; just standing near him radiated an intimidating, heavy pressure.

The waiter grew even more nervous, his words stumbling out in a disorganized mess.

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