Her heart broke all over again.
Lucinda was still wallowing in her sorrow when Sonny hurried back inside, looking anxious.
âSomething happened inside the prison! The warden says that two nights ago, Nigel suddenly had a seizure.
He was frothing in the mouth and was sent to the medical room, but died after several failed attempts to revive him.
â
Nathan tensed up, his handsome face turning cold.
âHow could this happen? How did someone manage to poison him behind bars?â
Sonny sighed and helplessly shook his head.
âIâm afraid itâs not like that.
According to his medical reports, he has a history of epileptic seizures, but itâs been years since he had his last one.
Even the doctors donât know why he suddenly relapsed.
It happened late in the night.
By the time the prison guards found him, his lungs were already giving out.
â
A heavy silence fell in the room.
Lucinda was the first to broke it.
âEven if heâs dead, we can still take some DNA samples from his body.
Where is he right now?â
Sonny turned even gloomier.
âIt all happened two days ago.
Considering his medical history, the coroner tagged his death as a natural one.
He was cremated soon after he was announced dead.
ALL thatâs left of him are his ashes.
â
Lucindaâs heart sank.
Ashes were of no use to a DNA test!
This was a dead end, quite Literally.
Now, they would have to start from scratch and find other leads.
Lucinda fell back against the sofa and stewed in anger and disappointment.
Seeing her like this, Nathan couldnât help but feel guilty.
âIâm so sorry, Honey.
This is my fault.
I should have assigned someone to watch over Nigel around the clock.
â
She mustered a small smile and said in a calm voice, âItâs not your fault at all.
Even if you had him guarded, he would have still had his episode in the middle of the night.
It wouldnât have changed anything.
â
Nathan swallowed the lump in his throat and hung his head.
âItâs okay,â Lucinda soothed him.
âLetâs just start over.
Thereâs bound to be another clue somewhere.
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