Chapter 195

Daniel took two steps forward. Though such a small number of steps should not possess the ability to completely obliterate the distance between them, but his strides were the guilty party.

With just two steps, he now stood right beside Fabio as he peered into the evidence bag to scrutinize clearly the bullet kept within.

Fabio was made cognizant of the imaginary distance between them. He felt Daniel's breath on his neck; he could smell the overpowering cologne, the aura of his being. Everything was too much for him; he had no choice but to take a step away from him.

Daniel raised an eyebrow, "what is it?"

Fabio rubbed his neck, trying to smoothen out the goosebumps that showed up on his skin, trying to rub away his presence away from him.

"If you want to look at it, here," he tossed it to him and then turned towards the funeral home where Wesley and his mother were still hiding.

As Fabio approached, he saw that an older woman was placed on a stretcher and was being pushed towards the