A quarrelsome pair immediately settled down. Greg threw a playful look at Lana and winked. Lana gritted her teeth but continued.
"So, we have a rough plan for my pack. Next, what about the murder? Brian, did you find out anything?"
Bri looked at his sister in a new way.
"Not that much. I managed to get through my connections copies of the reports and a description of the evidence. The bullets are genuine. I know a pathologist who did an autopsy, and she would rather eat a briber's face than make a deal with her conscience. The bullets are the same as the one from the first murder, but they are crumpled differently, and there can be no forgery. There is no connection between the first and the second victim. Moreover, I managed to find the bullets that were taken out of the second werewolf, who attacked you. The one who ran away. A local underground doctor shared information and evidence. Not immediately and not so willingly, but shared ..."
By the end of the story, the room fell into absolute silence, everyone tried to digest the new information.
"That's means, someone really had the same bullets as mine. But how is this possible?" - Tony snarled in outrage. For some reason, he was clearly more angry than worried.
"I don't know how, but it's true." - Brian drew a line. - "Your turn to remember who could have access to your weapon."
"No one," - Tony snapped. - "My last bullets in the safe at home. Pistols are always with me. "
But then his face changed as if a doubt appeared in his eyes. Greg immediately noticed this and ordered:
"Speak!"
Tony hesitated a little but answered anyway.
"Greg, you remember, I said I suspect someone."
The man thought about it but then nodded, recalling their conversation about Angela Leib.
"So," - Tony continued, a little uncertainty as if his assumptions had not yet formed a complete picture. - "I really did not want to suspect this person. But it all adds up to the big red arrow pointing in his direction. "
Greg raised his eyebrows as if urging his friend to continue. All the others even leaned forward a bit.
"There was one person who in the first place could help this little goat Leib. He had access to our database, photos with Lana passed through his hands, add to this the fact that he was there in the Park that night and saw everything. Even my guns. Later he was also asking me about it. This is what made me suspicious. SAnd he behaved himself quite strangely ..."
Greg turned pale, suddenly realizing who Tony was hinting at. No! It can't be him! Or maybe?
A quarrelsome pair immediately settled down. Greg threw a playful look at Lana and winked. Lana gritted her teeth but continued.
"So, we have a rough plan for my pack. Next, what about the murder? Brian, did you find out anything?"
Bri looked at his sister in a new way.
"Not that much. I managed to get through my connections copies of the reports and a description of the evidence. The bullets are genuine. I know a pathologist who did an autopsy, and she would rather eat a briber's face than make a deal with her conscience. The bullets are the same as the one from the first murder, but they are crumpled differently, and there can be no forgery. There is no connection between the first and the second victim. Moreover, I managed to find the bullets that were taken out of the second werewolf, who attacked you. The one who ran away. A local underground doctor shared information and evidence. Not immediately and not so willingly, but shared ..."
By the end of the story, the room fell into absolute silence, everyone tried to digest the new information.
"That's means, someone really had the same bullets as mine. But how is this possible?" - Tony snarled in outrage. For some reason, he was clearly more angry than worried.
"I don't know how, but it's true." - Brian drew a line. - "Your turn to remember who could have access to your weapon."
"No one," - Tony snapped. - "My last bullets in the safe at home. Pistols are always with me. "
But then his face changed as if a doubt appeared in his eyes. Greg immediately noticed this and ordered:
"Speak!"
Tony hesitated a little but answered anyway.
"Greg, you remember, I said I suspect someone."
The man thought about it but then nodded, recalling their conversation about Angela Leib.
"So," - Tony continued, a little uncertainty as if his assumptions had not yet formed a complete picture. - "I really did not want to suspect this person. But it all adds up to the big red arrow pointing in his direction. "
Greg raised his eyebrows as if urging his friend to continue. All the others even leaned forward a bit.
"There was one person who in the first place could help this little goat Leib. He had access to our database, photos with Lana passed through his hands, add to this the fact that he was there in the Park that night and saw everything. Even my guns. Later he was also asking me about it. This is what made me suspicious. SAnd he behaved himself quite strangely ..."
Greg turned pale, suddenly realizing who Tony was hinting at. No! It can't be him! Or maybe?
