NEVER NO DOLLAR

Access To Evidence

Leonidas arrived at the police station, his steps purposeful as he sought answers about Claire’s incident. He requested a meeting with the detective handling the case, a man named Michael James. Once alone in the detective's office, Leonidas wasted no time.

“You want a police license to investigate the Lotus building?” Michael echoed, his tone indifferent and slightly dismissive. “But what’s your purpose, sir?”

Leonidas met his gaze, speaking with steady confidence. “I need access to any evidence connected to Claire Adwell’s incident.”

Michael leaned back, unimpressed. “And if you gain access, what exactly do you intend to do with it?”

Caught off guard, Leonidas paused. He hadn’t prepared an alibi and couldn’t reveal his true intentions.

The silence made Michael’s eyes narrow, a cold skepticism settling in. He set down the file he’d been reading and sighed. “I can’t grant you access to this investigation, let alone the evidence. You lack any standing to ensure responsibility for it. T