Comfort

If it really was her for some reason, it would be difficult to go after her. And… Why would she do this? 

He was overwhelmed with shame and his heart gripped in fear. 

It dissipated a bit when he felt her soft hand on his, squeezing it. "What's wrong?" 

"I… it's nothing," he said, looking at the officer, who noticed that he wanted to say something. 

They went outside the room and out of the men's earshot, with Grisham and his partner patiently waiting. 

"I… I am not sure, but what if we know who this Sandy is?" 

The officers flinched and looked at him, some already thinking of various dramatic scenarios in their heads. 

Love rivalry? Family Drama? 

"If you can tell us your suspect though, we can try—" 

"I'll look into it first," he said. It was only a suspicion for now. Even if his mother's character was questionable, she should not stoop so low… right?