#Chapter39
The invitation
Ian's POV
/"What do you mean you're the killer?/" Albazar asked, his brows locked.
Dan exhaled, his eyes shut. Jason, Okoye, Gabrielle, Hannah, Scott, and Jessica were in my office. Dan was next to a bookshelf. Everyone in the room stared at him like he was an alien. I trailed my eyes to Hannah. Her chains were off her hands and ankles. Scott used an arm to support her. I was so happy she wasn't killed. If that happened I wouldn't be able to live with myself, knowing I watched her die without doing anything.
/"I'm the serial killer,/" Dan said, massaging his temple.
/"It's not possible. Hannah's fingerprints were on the knife and match stick. She's clearly the one,/" Albazar countered.
/"I'm the one that set everything up. I killed Tristan. Left the knife in his stomach knowing Hannah will get hold of it. I used gloves so my fingerprint couldn't appear,/" He disclosed.