Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 293

Herman had been having a pretty lousy couple of days.

He had been secretly investigating Naylor due to lack of solid proof.

Throughout this undercover investigation, he had been a whirlwind of emotions, almost bursting into Naylor's office a few times to confront him, to find out if his suspicions are true and why they would be.

But he had to suppress his urges, keep his cool, endure to the brink, all in the name of gathering solid evidence.

Whether Naylor is guilty or not, he needs an answer backed by proof.

However, reality hasn't been playing out as he'd hoped.

He's sifted through all the cases Naylor's handled in the past, and the deeper he digs, the more tangled up it gets with the Martin family.

Even though there's no direct evidence in those cases linking Naylor and the Martin family, the Martins keep popping up, and the hidden connections are bound to surface sooner or later.

For the first time, the case is making progress, but Herman felt far from relaxed or excited.

One afternoon, after going through a batch of files, Herman headed to the rooftop for a smoke.

Just as he was halfway through, Naylor, in his uniform, suddenly showed up too.

Herman had been avoiding him for days and seeing him now has a surprisingly calming effect.

He watched Naylor approach, lets his gaze linger on Naylor's composed face for a moment, then softly greeted, "Sir."

Naylor ambled over and cracked a small smile, "Saw your team in the canteen, they said you've barely been eating these days, just smoking a lot. Figured I'd find you here."

Herman managed a weak smile and stayed silent.

"Is it the case that's bothering you?" Naylor asked, "Your team doesn't seem to have any new cases, does it?"

Hearing this, Herman let out a sigh, slowly replied, "True, but going through those old cases can be a real headache, don't you think?"

Naylor reached out and lightly patted his shoulder, "It's good to be hardworking when you're young, but you've got to take care of yourself too, cut down on the smoking."

"You used to smoke a lot when you were leading us through cases," Herman replied.

"Do you see me smoking like that now?" Naylor countered, "I've been forced to quit by my wife, or she probably would've divorced me by now!"

Talking about these familiar people and things left Herman feeling somewhat lost, as if Naylor was still his revered mentor and not a suspect in his mind.

"Drop by my place when you have time," Naylor suggested, "My wife was asking about you the other day, wants to know if you have a girlfriend and even offered to set you up. I'll have her cook a nice meal, it's been a while since we've had a drink together."

Hearing this, Herman softly nodded. Before he could say anything else, his phone suddenly rang.

Herman swiftly took out his phone, saw Seraphina's name flash on the screen and hesitated for a moment before answering, "Hello."

"I have some good news for you," Seraphina said on the other end of the line, "I've lost track of Keeley."

"What?"

Herman couldn’t help but furrow his brow, just as he was about to inquire further, Naylor's phone suddenly rang as well.