Presidential Son-in-law

CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE

Robert was clad on a black top and a gray pants his hands folded across his chest, his brows furrowed, he was pissed.

Staring at the already burnt building that was black now compared to the former ash colored building that stood as his warehouse just a few hours ago.

Most of the goods were lost at the third and second floor were lost, only a few at the last floor were being recovered if the firefighters haven't gotten here he would have lost all his goods completely.

There were detectives, the sheriff and the lieutenant all gathered around looking for what the cause to the fire might be, for the source.

"One thing for sure is that the fire was set from the inside, it was like one of the goods was caught up with the electricity or some stuff like that" Detective Thomas said with a serious look plastered on his face while he folded his arms across his chest but his voice didn’t sound with any conviction at all. Robert could feel that he was lying

He was the one that is going to be