Fifty-eight: The death of Elvis explained
Minutes before officer Redd got a call.

The evening sky was calm and settled, even though it was empty of the moon that evening, the stars that were twinkling in the sky still made it look beautiful.

Alfred and Tara were standing outside the police station next to each other. So many times as they tried to hail a taxi but failed, Alfred would want to try to bring up the conversation of her returning to the Graham's residence and how unsafe it was but he would also swallow his words back just like a pill because he knew she would not give in to his words.

"Mr Alfred," Tara called out to him.

He turned around and fixed his gaze on her. "Yes Miss Tara?"

"I know you are very worried about me but I want to assure you that I am very skilled in not getting caught and I will be sure to make use of that skill to save myself." She assured him with a smile on her face.

Alfred couldn't help but to smile. "I guess master... I guess Ivan and I will have to hold you to your words."

She nodded silen
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