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<b>“</b>Carlos Dominguez?”
Jonathan’s face twisted in confusion, clearly trying to remember. “Carlos who?”
“When you took over Thompson Global Ventures, didn’t the Thompson Residence go through your hands too? The property was transferred through someone named Carlos–don’t you know who he is?”
Caitlin had already run a background check. Aside from the property transfer years ago, Carlos had since disappeared from the country’s records–like a ghost. No trace of him remained.
Jonathan went silent, lost in thought for a long moment before finally speaking.
“I don’t know him. Walter Thompson’s estate never passed through me. I did try to acquire the Thompson Residence, but by the time I <b>made </b>the move, the property was no longer under Walter’s name. I assumed it had been seized by the court and didn’t press the matter further. Later, I learned that XEG’s CEO, Ximena, had bought the estate.”
After speaking, Jonathan noticed Caitlin staring at him in silence. He hurried to add, “That’s all I know. I swear I’m telling the truth.”
Caitlin nodded slowly. She could tell by his eyes–he was being honest.
Which meant even Jonathan didn’t know who Carlos really was. She would have to dig deeper from another angle.
She stood up to leave, but Jonathan suddenly got to his feet and called out, “Caitlin!”
She paused.
Jonathan’s eyes were red, his lips trembling as he pressed one palm against the ss, guilt and regret written all over his worn face.
“I’m sorry, Caitlin… I was aplete bastard back then…”
After his time behind bars, he had nothing left but regret. If he had treated Caitlin and her brother with a shred of decency, things might’ve turned out differently.
Caitlin looked at him with zero sympathy. “There’s one thing I didn’t tell you–I’ve already found Harrison.”
“Harrison?” Jonathan’s expression crumpled, a mix of guilt and shame overtaking him. “Is he… is he alright?”
“He’s suffered a lot. But from now on, I won’t let that happen again.”
Jonathan nodded, then hesitantly asked, “Have you seen Jasmine and Megan? How are they? Why haven’t they visited even once? If you do see them… could you tell them… I want to see them?”
Jasmine and Megan–Caitlin had practically forgotten about them. It had been ages since shest saw that mother–daughter pair.
“I’ll pass along the message if I run into them.”,
She hung up the call and walked out of the visitation room.
Next, she used the paperwork Felix had arranged to visit another inmate–ck Hawk.
Though not yet formally sentenced, ck Hawk had been detained due to the severity of his crimes.
In the secure interview room, Caitlin came face–to–face with the notorious killer. His head had been shaved, but his eyes were still sharp and
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<b>dangerous</b>.
<b>When </b>he saw Caitlin, he rushed at the bars like a caged animal, gripping the iron tightly with a feral snarl.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t waste my time ying the cornered–beast act.”
Caitlin stood in front of him,pletely unfazed. “No matter how long you keep that smug grin on your face, thew out being you in justice.”
“Yourws don’t apply to me.”
ck Hawk scoffed, leaning back. He was a foreign national and had been banking on diplomatic protections, along with his refusal to confess. So far, the prosecutors had no leverage.
Caitlin’s voice turned icy. “With where you stand now, do you really think anywyer would still defend you? Do you believe <b>your </b><b>home </b>country would send a diplomat to save a serial killer?“.
She stepped closer. “If you’re smart, you’ll tell us everything–who hired you, who you work for. Unless you really n to die as a <b>pawn </b>wide
the true mastermind walks free.”
She was after the identity of the one who had hired him. She wanted the truth behind her mother’s disappearance. But ck Hawk <b>wasn’t </b>giving in.
“I don’t know,” he sneered. After a pause, his lips curled into a mocking grin. “Even if I did, what could you do about it?”
“I can’t do anything?” Caitlin narrowed her eyes. “But the justice system can. Sending you to the execution chamber is just a matter of time<b>. </b>
He let out a darkugh and stepped back.
“Kill me, and you’ll never learn where your mother is! Hahahaha…”
Hisughter echoed through the room.
Caitlin’s expression remained unreadable. She had no doubt–he knew something. He was just too cunning, too stubborn, to speak. <b>Because </b>the second he did, he’d be signing his own death warrant.
How could she get him to talk?
She stared at his back, her voice steely with resolve. “No matter how tough or unbreakable a person thinks they are… everyone has a
weakness. I’ll find yours.”
ck Hawk didn’t turn around, but his head tilted slightly at her words.
Find his weakness?
We’ll see.
Caitlin turned coldly and walked out of the secure room. She still had one more ce to go.
At the hospital.
Zeke had been stuck there for two days and was growing increasingly restless. He wanted to see <b>Caitlin</b><b>, </b><b>but </b><b>she </b><b>still </b><b>hadn’t </be.
Every time the door opened–whether it was a nurse, a doctor, or one of his men–he nced up, hopeful… <b>only </b><b>to </b><b>be </b><b>disappointed </b><b>again</b>.
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She <b>knew </b>he was <b>in </b>the hospital. So why hadn’t shee?
He called one of his men into the room. “What’s Caitlin been up to the past couple of days?<b>” </b>
<b>“</b>We’ve tracked her movements. Today, she went to the prison.”
Zeke raised an eyebrow. “To visit who?”
“Her father, we think. Jonathan is being held there.”
“I see. You can leave.”
Zeke picked up his phone, staring at it for a long time. He wanted to message her, but didn’t know what to say. He typed, deleted<b>, </b><b>typed </b>again, deleted again.
Before he could make up his mind, amotion started outside his room..
“Please, let me through—just for a minute!”
“You’re not allowed in without Mr. Zeke’s permission!”
“I only brought something for him! It’ll just take a second!”
The voices weren’t clear, but it was obviously a woman arguing with the guards. Zeke gestured for his men.
“Who is it?”
His guard stepped in and replied, “Sir, it’s Ms. Harris. She wants to see you. Should I let her in?”
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