Chasing His Kickass Luna Back

Chapter 0347

Abby

I can’t believe I’m back at the police station again. It feels like deja vu, but I’m here on something new

this time. Rather than a potential arson, I’m here because someone may have poisoned the food at the

Alpha gathering and framed me.

Although, perhaps those two events are related.

I’m standing at the front desk, clutching the USB drive containing the tampered footage from my

restaurant’s CCTV cameras. The officer on duty, Officer Harris, looks at me with a mixture of skepticism

and curiosity on his face.

“Ma’am, let me get this straight. You’re saying that someone tampered with these tapes?” Officer Harris

asks, his tone guarded.

I nod, my determination unwavering. “Yes, I’m certain of it. There’s a clear discrepancy between the

footage from my restaurant’s cameras and another set of security cameras from a nearby building. I

had a professional look at my footage, and he discovered a jump cut. I need you to take a look.”

Officer Harris exchanges a doubtful glance with his colleague, Officer Rodriguez, who’s sitting behind

the front desk as well. They seem hesitant, and I can sense their reluctance to get involved in what

they might perceive as a petty dispute.

“Ma’am, I can file a report for you,” Officer Harris says slowly and cautiously, “but there’s not much else

I can do.”

I swallow. I feel so small beneath their gazes, and I know that they think I’m just acting crazy—just like

everyone else seems to think. Leah’s words echo in my mind.

“Leave it to the professionals,”she had said.“Stay out of it.”

But how can I? How can I just sit around, hoping that the health department’s samples will come back

negative? No, I need more proof. I need to show them that, even if those samples do come back

positive, that it’s not my fault.

Someone is out to get me, and although I don’t know who, I know it’s a targeted occurrence. Too many

things have happened over the past few months for it not to be. Arson, cut wires, burst pipes, two

outbreaks of food poisoning?

It makes no sense.

“There has to be more you can do,” I say, my voice raising slightly. “Please, officer, I really need to

show you—”

“Just another disgruntled business owner,” Officer Rodriguez mutters under his breath to Officer Harris,

loud enough for me to hear.

I grit my teeth, feeling a surge of frustration. This is not a petty dispute. My livelihood is at stake, and

I’m convinced that someone is deliberately trying to ruin my business.

“I promise you, this is important,” I say, my voice steadier now. “Please, just take a look.”

Before Officer Harris can respond, another officer approaches us. I recognize her immediately; it’s the

same officer who helped me with the arson case. Officer Martinez.

“Is there a problem here?” Officer Martinez asks, casting a stern gaze at Officer Harris and Officer

Rodriguez.

I hold my breath, hoping Officer Martinez will take my concerns more seriously. She gives me a nod,

signaling for me to follow him to a quieter area.

In a separate room, Officer Martinez takes my statement, listening intently as I explain the situation and

show her the footage on my laptop. I can tell that she’s genuinely interested in getting to the bottom of

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“So, you believe someone may have broken into your restaurant and tampered with the security

cameras?” Officer Martinez asks, her brow furrowing.