"Chief Finch, do you think it could be him?"
"But how would he even know every time I started dating someone? And how did he manage to kill each of my boyfriends without fail? How is that even possible?"
Chief Finch's brow furrowed, his expression thoughtful. "We can't confirm he's the killer just yet. He's a person of interest, that's all."
"To test this theory, we'll need to investigate further."
The task force proposed having Justin pose as my boyfriend and visit my family's home.
"Me?"
"Him?"
Justin and I said it at the exact same time.
I looked at his handsome face, written all over with reluctance, and my own brow creased.
"Can't you send someone else?"
Chief Finch smiled faintly. "He's the only one on the task force close to your age. Anyone else wouldn't be convincing."
Fine.
So Justin followed the task force's plan and posed as my boyfriend, coming to my family's home for a visit.
I recreated the scene exactly as it had been the day Richard came over.
My mom wiped her tears away too, forcing a smile just like last time as she minced the filling and folded the dumplings.
While we waited for them to cook, I grabbed a glass of juice from the fridge and handed it to Justin.