Cas was sitting in one of the hearing rooms at the police station. There some pictures laying across the table.
“Do toi recognize any of these people, Mr. Novak?” inspector Anderson asked. Cas glanced fleeting at the pictures.
“Nope, never saw any of those poor, poor dead people” he replied careless.
Inspector Anderson shoved a picture towards Cas. “You should take another look” Cas picked up the picture of Heather unwillingly. “According to your medical files toi once had a serious overdose of heroin, which turned toi extremely violent to yourself. toi see those needles? Those...
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