“So, you think the killer and your brother were connected in some way?” Victor asked as you went over a theory on your brother’s murderer. Unbeknownst to you, you were looking right at the culprit, seeking comfort in his hug as he soothed your racing mind, and he was the only one helping you, hiding under his lawyer façade.

“We’ll find the killer, sunshine,” he spoke gently as he rubbed circles on your back, “just slow that mile a minute mind of yours for a second, yeah?”