The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 238

"The scene has been fully processed. Aside from the eyewitness statement, we haven't found a single piece of physical evidence proving Rosalind was pushed over the railing."

"But there is one glaring anomaly."

Nora raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"The Devereaux estate is loaded with security cameras. But miraculously, at the exact moment she fell, every single camera monitoring that area was panning away. We only recovered fragmented frames. Not a single complete sequence of the fall exists."

Nora's eyes darkened.

That was way too deliberate!

"Do those fragmented frames at least prove they were both on the balcony?"

"They do."

The Devereaux property wasn't built as a primary residence. Modeled after European luxury estates, it was designed specifically for hosting massive galas and events.

Every floor featured open, sweeping balconies that overlooked the grand hall below—similar to the VIP boxes at a concert venue. Breathtakingly gorgeous, but inherently dangerous.

"Several guests in the grand hall confirmed seeing the two of them standing together on the balcony."

But it was a party. No one had been paying close attention to a private conversation above them.

Not until Rosalind's terrified scream shattered the music.

By the time heads whipped upward, she was already plummeting like a bird with a broken wing, crashing onto the marble in a horrifying spray of blood.

"Did anyone look up after she fell?"

"Yes. Aside from the waiter, several other guests stated they saw Nolan looking down from the balcony, looking completely horrified."

"But they all maintained they never actually saw him shove her."

Nathan watched Nora carefully as he spoke, analyzing her reaction.

Seeing that she remained perfectly calm and analytical, a flicker of satisfaction crossed his eyes.

"So where is Nolan?"

The moment Nora asked the question, Nathan's satisfaction evaporated.

"Still missing."

"They won't be able to claim ignorance once we dig up the right evidence."

Nathan's lips curved into a sharp smirk. "Exactly."

The two of them drove to the diner where the team was waiting.

After grabbing a quick lunch, they returned to the precinct to kick off the strategy meeting. All the initial reports were in; it was time to connect the dots.

Nathan stood at the head of the conference room, running the briefing as usual.

"The victim, Rosalind Lowe, fell to her death at the Devereaux estate at 11:15 AM today. Based on the crime scene analysis and the medical examiner's report, cause of death is confirmed as a high-altitude fall."

"According to eyewitness testimony, suspect Nolan Devereaux was the last person seen with her. His current whereabouts are unknown."

"Furthermore—"

Before Nathan could finish his sentence, a loud knock interrupted the meeting.

"Sorry to interrupt, Captain, but there's a situation at the front gate for Dr. Hayes."