Chapter 423

When Vincent Lowell suggested checking it out first, Evelyn stopped him. "Let's not." Vincent gave her a puzzled look. "Shouldn't we go see what happened?" Normally, they should have looked into the scene. But Evelyn met his doubtful gaze and shook her head slightly. "We need to call the police. Let them handle it." If they were the first to touch anything, they might mess up the crime scene. It would only make things tougher for the investigation. "We're not dealing with this ourselves?" Vincent was even more confused now. Calling the cops would complicate things a lot. Evelyn nodded firmly. "Exactly. If this is a setup to frame me, we can't take any chances." It was just too much of a coincidence. She had just come to see Nathaniel, had barely left the building, and then—bam, he was dead. If word got out, she'd be involved no matter what. She couldn't shake off the thought that someone might've planned it that way on purpose. And if they poked around and accidentally did some damage,