CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE - Echoes of the Past

Lucas immediately called Cecilia, who arrived within the hour. Her usual composed demeanor was tinged with frustration as she examined the package. "This doesn't make sense," Cecilia muttered, her brow furrowed. "Michael confessed to everything. He had details only the real admirer could know." "Could he have an accomplice?" Lucas suggested, pacing the living room. Cecilia shook her head. "We've been through his life with a fine-tooth comb. There's no evidence of anyone else involved." Ella sank onto the couch, her face pale. "So we're back to square one?" "I'm afraid so," Cecilia admitted. "But we won't give up. I'll have my team re-examine everything. There must be something we missed." Over the next few weeks, Cecilia's efforts proved fruitless. Despite increased surveillance and thorough investigations, the identity of Ella's admirer remained a mystery. Each new gift that arrived seemed to mock their attempts to uncover the truth. One morning, Ella found a beautifully bound