"Yeah, Kim?" Sam reply in somewhat lazy tone.Kim stood in front of her apartment window, looking far out."How's it going? Is Dax still mad?" she asked.Sam walked down the gentle slope, lucky he was wearing his trusty sneakers that day, so the slippery road wasn't an issue."What do you think?"Kim bit her nail, deep in thought. She hadn't even showered and had hurried to call Sam as soon as she woke up, only to find the two young men weren't there, including her brother."Should we tell him? He’s going to be really angry and disappointed that we hid something so important from him; I can understand how he feels," said Kim.Not long after, Sam arrived at the scene. Emma and the team had already documented as much as they could and were preparing to transport the body to the office. Meanwhile, Rina and Luk were combing through the area, searching for evidence or the victim's identity—anything they could find. "We'll talk about it later, Kim. I’ll be the one to tell Dax," Sam said, oc

Dakota lifted his head, glancing at the woman for a moment. "Don't you find it suspicious that your son's belongings weren't with him when he was found? You haven't found him yet, have you?" Dakota asked. The woman nodded. "Yes, my husband and I were wondering the same thing, but it's possible that the river's current was so strong that Mike's things could have been swept away. And I also don't understand why he wasn't wearing anything except his underwear when he was found. We can't think of anything else, other than bringing our son home," she cried again, sobbing so hard it was difficult to speak. Dakota looked over at Sam for a moment. "Your son was majoring in business, right? Did any professors or even the dean come to pay their respects after his death?" Sam asked. The woman nodded. "Yes, at the funeral home and a few days after my son was buried." "Do you know any of them?" Dakota asked. The woman furrowed her brow, thinking. "I don't really know them well,

Sam's eyes widened as he saw the needle's tip starting to pierce the vein in Dakota's neck. He raised his weapon. “Alright, let him go, don’t do that! You’ll only make your crime worse—killing girls is different from injuring police, especially the Prime Minister's son. You know what the consequences will be, right?” Sam shouted. He had to use every trick to convince the cornered man; when someone feels trapped, they might do something desperate. Sam glanced at Aris and Beni, who had appeared from the parking lot exit behind the man, both quickly hiding so he wouldn’t see them. Dakota grimaced; he could feel a burning sensation from the needle slightly piercing his vein, hot and painful. Yes, it was the AB drug he knew all too well, and his heart began to race, even though only a tiny bit of liquid had entered his system. Charlie lifted Dakota's body as he felt the young man starting to waver and about to fall. But he couldn’t give up; there was no other choice for him to escape

Meanwhile,Dakota was busy with his campus activities, and since he couldn’t go to the police station, he decided to stay on campus longer. His theoretical slides were displayed on the big screen, his voice echoing throughout the large room filled with his students. His teaching assistant was sitting at the end of the table, not far from him, preparing all the materials for the lecture. “A family murder in a house locked from the outside. Form groups of five or six to present your theories about the murder that took place in the locked house. Here are some scenarios you can study; this is an unsolved case from twenty-five years ago. You can draw conclusions from the news that circulated or come up with your own theories…” said Dakota.At the door, Dean Arnold entered with several guest lecturers. He was very proud to showcase his star lecturer, Dakota Sorenson, who was well-known even at other universities. Some of the guest lecturers were certainly familiar with who Dakota Sorenson

Sam was eventually kicked out of the Rowen family home. John Rowen said he would personally take the car to the police station so Sam wouldn’t have to bother going in to retrieve it."That guy is unbelievable," Sam muttered.He widened his eyes as he saw Dakota walking toward his car. "Hey, Dakota," he said, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward his vehicle. "Come on, you’re coming with me."He and Dakota settled back into the Hummer, leaving the upscale neighborhood in District One. Sam asked Dakota's driver to go back to the apartment first while he and Dakota would grab a bite to eat before heading back.A few times, Sam glanced at Dakota, trying to stay focused on the road, but he kept turning to look at him, making Dakota feel a bit uncomfortable. "Just ask it, Sam.""Ask what?" Sam replied.Dakota leaned his head back against the seat, trying to close his eyes. "How did I end up there?" said Dakota.Sam pursed his lips, as if his partner could read his mind. "Well, yea