THE MURDERER

How could this have happened?

He was out just a few minutes and when he came back he had this scene before his eyes!

Eames was held down by a man who held a pistol to his temple!

She looked at him, her eyes panicked, not understanding what was going on.

- So Goren! The man looked at him contemptuously, speaking coldly. You will see what it feels like to lose someone of your family!

Goren looked at Alexandra.

What could he do?

And who was this man?

Had he had his father, mother, or another member of his family arrested? Did he kill this person in self-defense?

- Can't you see who I am? He leaned the weapon more firmly on the young woman's temple! André Malory doesn't mean anything to you?

At that name, Goren's blood only ran through his veins!

André Malory the serial killer, collector, who had killed and raped several women, just like his father!

- You talk about killing yourself! Goren raised his voice, looking him in the eye, trying to get closer to the man. I didn't take anything from you! He alone made this mistake himself!

Alex was staring at Goren who walked forward speaking, keeping the man's full attention on him.

He understood what Goren was doing!

- Stop ! Now ! He yelled. Or I kill her! He chuckled with a cold laugh. And to think I missed it at church!

Goren's heart stopped!

So he was the one who tried to kill Alexandra! Who had ruined their lives, their memories!

Alex saw the expression on Goren's face, he had turned all white!

She looked up at his hazel eyes, trying to make him understand that she had an idea!

And as if Goren had understood, he looked him over no!

But Alex was stubborn!

She kicked the man's crotch with her knees, which released her.

She rushed over to Goren, who drew his gun.

The man got up, and fired!

Goren reacted immediately, stepping between the ball and the young woman.

He had just enough time to aim at the man, before collapsing to the ground, under the terrifying eyes of the young woman, who rushed to his bedside.

Alexandra fell to the ground, resting Bobby's head on her knees, stroking his forehead, ebony curls.

- I'm here !

Her voice had broken.

Tears rose to her eyes.

Bobby gently grabbed the young woman's face in his hands, smiling at her.

- You have nothing… He was trying to catch his breath. And that's all that matters!

At the sight of Goren's face turning crystal clear, Alex felt like a shock in his brain.

Suddenly it all came back to his mind.

On the day of their meetings, the letter of request for change that had hurt Bobby so much that he had infiltrated said nothing and hurt her in the process. The deceased of his mother, that of his brother, finding the murderer of the latter. That she had to fire him, and that for the first time in his life, that he had dared to touch her, kiss her, and hug her. And that famous day or inadvertently, their lips had touched and it was all cleared up in her, as in him, revealing their true feelings, their relationships. And the drama, their wedding day or everything was blackened in his mind, after a gunshot.

Alex was looking at Bobby's face!

This face which in his dreams was blurry in the fog and which today it appeared clearly, just like the voice accompanying it.

That face, that voice, belonged to Robert Goren, Bobby in private. This giant man of height, and very stout, but so fragile inside. The man she loved more than anything.

And it was now that she remembered him, after what had happened!

It wasn't fair!

- Bobby ... She was crying, smiling. I remember !

Her eyes were red, bathed in tears.

Bobby wiped his tears away with his fingers, stroking her cheek, smiling at her.

- My little inspector!

She was smiling, crying hot tears.

She was shaking her head in negation.

It couldn't be true! Not after what they had been through so much!