Information From the Dead


    I sighed heavily as we left ATL Empire. Carol sensed my mood and offered to drive. I handed her the


    car keys without a second thought and got into the car.


    As I looked at the building through the car window, I smiled bitterly. Its existence felt almost like a


    mirage to me, something that might vanish at any moment. It was possible that I was just a silly


    presence from the start, or maybe even just a shield.


    I


    Back at the office, I was in low spirits. Carol kept the staff away from me and left me alone in my office.


    I sat in my chair and stared out the window, trying to piece together the entire process of knowing As.


    Despite remembering every detail, I couldn’t make sense of our rtionship.


    I lost track of time.


    Eventually, Carol knocked on the door, holding an invitation card. She asked softly, ‘Ms. Chloe, ATL


    Empire is hosting an appreciation party for old clients tonight at Starlight International, Are you…


    going?”


    Since we were also clients of ATL Empire, I had no reason not to attend.


    “Of course I’ll go! Tell Mr. Ryan toe pick me up at 6 p.m. from my house. I’ll head home now,” I


    said,


    picking up my bag.


    Just as I was about to leave, Grayson hurried in. I felt anxious and asked, “What’s the matter?”


    Grayson said, “Chlo, I got hold of the data on Kennedy’s USB drive!”


    I widened my eyes in disbelief and looked at Grayson. “Y–You mean the USB drive he was holding


    when


    he died?”


    “Yes. It took a lot of effort, but I managed to get it,” Grayson replied solemnly.


    “What’s on it?” I asked, my palms sweating.


    After all, this person had interacted with me, and there was a record of our conversation. His life ended


    with that call, and I felt a deep sense of guilt and unease.


    Without thinking, my mind wandered to Kennedy’s youthful and gentle face.


    Grayson quickly put down his bag and took out his phone, He opened a folder and brought it to me.


    hastily took his phone and looked at the screen. On a phone recording, a girl can be heard saying, “Ah,


    be’s so handsome!”


    The image puzzled me, in the video, As got out of his Maybach, swiftly got into a white sedan, and


    the


    I looked at Grayson in confusion. What was so strange about this?


    “Take a look at the time,” Grayson said.


    I nced at the small timestamp and was dumbfounded.


    “T–This is footage from the day of the ident?”


    “I checked the location. It’s the second intersection on Cyan Road. Construction was underway at the


    time, creating a blind spot. As’s car stopped for less than 2 minutes, and then he directly crossed


    Pinewood Road onto the airport expressway. There were no stops in between.”


    *S–so, he wasn’t in the Maybach?” I eximed in astonishment. “Where did he go?”


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    This was unexpected. At the time of the ident, he wasn’t in the car. So, who was injured and taken


    away? Who was treated at the hospital?


    A girl recorded this video of him changing cars.


    How did this video end up in Kennedy’s hands? How did Kennedy know that I was trying to find out


    about As’s condition? How did he know my phone number?


    My head began to throb intensely, and I instinctively reached for it. Grayson looked at me with concern,


    saying, “Chlo…”


    I waved it off.


    “I’m fine! This is just… terrifying. How did he know there would be an ident? How did he switch cars


    in advance? There are just too many questions.”


    “I’m currently trying to find out who took the original video,” Grayson said. “But…I believe the police


    must


    have already figured it out!”


    “That means there’s something sinister going on here,” I stated resolutely