My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1815

As the screen zoomed in more and more, it was clear that there were three men then. However, they were not sure if the third man was Jefferson.

The man in the middle looked like he was blind drunk. He couldn't walk on his own at all. The other two men were pretty much dragging him out. Hence, they were very well disguised in the night.

"Mr. Roy, is there any way to see the faces of the two people next to him?" Adrienne added.

If they could find out the identities of the people who took Jefferson away, wouldn't that mean they would be able to find Jefferson?

Whether the answer was yes or not, Adrienne was unwilling to let go of even the slightest opportunity.

Mr. Roy said, "This is the only camera that captures this entrance, and it's facing outwards. We can only see the backside view of people exiting the store, not their front view."

Quill voiced, "It seems like these people knew really well where the blind spots of the cameras are. Everytime we find something related to Jefferson, it's never in view of the cameras. It seems like we can't rely on the CCTV from the bars. Our only hope is to check the footage from outside."

But would the CCTVs from outside be useful?

If they were, they wouldn't have ended up with no clues after such a long investigation.

At present, at least they had clarified the situation.

The CCTVs were all useless!

Jefferson was missing!

With an exhausted expression, Quill looked at Adrienne and said, "Adrienne, it's almost dawn. Go back and rest for a while."

"There's no need." Adrienne thought for a moment and said, "Sergeant Scott, these men are so familiar with the blind spots of the cameras. It's possible that they did their homework in advance. But, we can't rule out the possibility that they might be staff members, right?"

Quill nodded. "That's true. We will investigate all the staff."

"Then, I'll go back to the forensic department to see if I can find any new clues." Following that, Adrienne dragged her tired body back to the office.

As soon as she sat down, Zelson barged into her office. "Adrienne, are you okay?"

Zelson, who was always calm, rarely showed his emotions. He was close to lifting Adrienne up at this point to make sure she was okay.

"Mr. Zelson..." Adrienne paused for a while and then said, "I'm fine."

"That’s good." The more Zelson said, the quieter he became as if he was muttering to himself. He quickly calmed down and told her, "I got to know the situation from Quill. Because of your sensitive identity, I'll take over the case now."

"Quill wants me to stay off the case?" Adrienne raised her voice.

Zelson waved his hand and gestured for her to calm down. "He isn't going to take you off completely. Quill meant to let you be my assistant. This way, even if your identity is exposed, they can't overthrow any favorable information we find."

"I see." So that was what it was. Adrienne slumped onto her chair. "Now, all the evidence points to him as the murderer. How can I step away from this?"

"Adrienne..." Zelson called out her name softly, but on a second thought, he did not continue.

"What's wrong?" Adrienne looked up at Zelson. Seeing his unusual expression, she knew that he had trouble saying something to her. "Mr. Zelson, what do you want to say? You don't have to worry too much about me."

After pausing for several seconds, Zelson said slowly, "Adrienne, perhaps things are more serious than we expected. Maybe Jefferson is already..."

Before he finished his words, Adrienne interrupted him, "Jefferson will come back safely. I know it. He promised me he would keep me company forever. He would never leave me behind like my parents did."

Adrienne was almost shouting at this point. She knew that it was useless to shout at Zelson, but she had been suppressing her emotions for two days. She couldn't help but vent it out on him.