It Might Be Hard

The police approached Calvin and Christina with serious expressions etched on their faces. "Mr. Hudson, we've found no fingerprints of yours on the package," one officer said, his voice measured and calm. "It seems someone used your name irresponsibly."

Calvin nodded, a mixture of relief and frustration washing over him. He glanced at Christina, who looked equally relieved but still shaken. "Did you find any other fingerprints?" Calvin asked, trying to maintain his composure.

The officer shook his head. "Whoever did this was very careful. They likely used gloves. There's no traceable evidence on the package."

Both Calvin and Christina sighed in unison, the tension of the situation palpable. The officer then turned to Christina, his eyes sympathetic. "Ms. Johnson, do you have any enemies? Or perhaps, Mr. Hudson, do you have any enemies who might target you through her?"

Calvin's mind immediately went to Kevin Lang. "I have a personal conflict with Dr. Kevin Lang. However, I don’t know
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