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The moment Mikel entered Fabian's office, he couldn't help but snicker at the scene before him: Fabian sat behind his desk, rummaging through piles of paperwork. "Aren't you supposed to be on your honeymoon?" Mikel asked, his voice tinged with amusement.

Fabian looked up, his eyes sunken and hardly acknowledging Mikel's greeting. "Do you have any lead?" he asked without getting into the courtesies, his voice laced with an undercurrent of urgency.

Mikel's face turned grave. He shut the door behind him and sat down opposite Fabian. "Nothing concrete," he began, releasing a sigh. "We combed every angle, but no one thing points directly to De Silva or anyone else for that matter. Edward's been quiet. Maybe too quiet.

Fabian finally leaned back into his chair and began to rub his temples. "So, what are you saying? It is now time to let go of Edward. You do not believe that he is involved?

Mikel nodded slowly, but even as he spoke, his words didn't ring with conviction. "We don't have enoug