The Suspect

The rain continued to fall. Listening to the sound of the rain, Jefferson couldn't help but get annoyed. It would be even more difficult to look for clues at the site of the murder now that the rain has ruined it. Adrienne got the clues before Jefferson, but how did the murderer know that Adrienne had gotten the clues and manage to kill the witness before Adrienne could find him? Did this person know about Adrienne's whereabouts all the time? Apart from Jefferson, who else would be able to know Adrienne's whereabouts?  Zelson? As Zelson's name flashed across Jefferson's mind, his heart trembled. If the murderer was really Zelson, it would mean that a time bomb that could explode anytime would be next to Adrienne. The thought of it sent chills down Jefferson's spine.  But, why would Zelson do this? Whether it was Zelson or not, Jefferson immediately came up with a solution. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Ralph, didn't you want me to accept the job as the captain of the Cha