Chapter 9 - The Local Police Corruption
While the safe house buzzed with quiet strategy, Detective Marcus Vance sat at his desk in the West Los Angeles police precinct.
He stared at the preliminary incident report regarding the ‘accidental fall’ of Maya Calloway from the villa rooftop.
Something about the sparse details and the rushed testimonies of Daniel and Victoria didn't sit right with his veteran instincts.
“Hey, Marcus, the Calloway legal team just dropped off the final signature forms for the closure of the case,” a junior officer said, dropping a folder.
“That was fast,” Detective Vance muttered, flipping open the pages. “No independent forensic dusting on the patio wall?”
“Mr. Calloway insisted it was an open-and-shut case of a tragic slip, and Captain Miller signed off on it this morning.”
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Vance narrowed his eyes, remembering how many times wealthy families in this town buried uncomfortable truths beneath paperwork.
He quietly slid the report into his own desk drawer, deciding to run his own unapproved background check on the estate staff.
