To cover their crime, they spread lies—claiming I had tried to seduce the president for tenure, then disappeared in shame.
Three years passed in a blur.
With my stolen thesis, Vanessa secured a faculty position.
Her true motive for killing me wasn’t only plagiarism—it was also to steal Daniel away.
Now they were married.
With his father-in-law’s support, Daniel was promoted to Associate Professor, the youngest in the entire university, basking in his undeserved glory.
Behind his back, however, colleagues sneered, calling him “a shameless opportunist” and “a kept man.”
The adulterous pair arrived at the scene where my body had been found.
Vanessa, guilty and fearful, dared not approach.
Daniel stepped closer, took one look at my remains—and vomited violently.
“Professor Brooks, we heard you and the victim were once engaged. What was your relationship like?”
“The victim disappeared three years ago. Why didn’t you report it? Instead, you married someone else?”
“Now that Emily Carter’s body has been discovered, what do you have to say?”
The officers fired questions relentlessly, suspicion thick in their voices.
In many past cases, when one partner is murdered, the other is often the prime suspect.