Two Hundred and Forty Two

Detective Jayden rests his jaw on his palm as he checks Doctor Grance’s email on my laptop. Several times Detective Jayden tried to understand the file. But he still didn't understand it.

“I remember. That day Doctor Grace said something about the DNA test results.” I mumbled, “Doctor Grace said she emailed me a copy. While the email she knows is the email on my business card.”

“Is that your old email?” asked Detective Jayden.

“Right. I only use it for less important things like registering for games and so on. I'm using the new email to focus on my college assignments.” I explained briefly.

“So, this is a reality that we have to admit. Boy is still alive. He's hiding and ready to pounce on us from behind if we let our guard down,” Terrence said.

“I've said it a thousand times, and haven't earned Mom's trust. It was painful, but in the end, I won. This is true, this is a concrete file of the results of the DNA test of the hair you took from the corpse in Boy's coffin and the fine