CHAPTER 65

"DO YOU KNOW OR HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF THE NAME IVANOVICH???" Conan asked and Ciara was so confused.

"Iva--- No...I've never...." she replied.

I knew she was tensed.

"Try to think deeply...." Conan insisted. What was he upto exactly?

"I think she said she doesn't...." I interrupted and held Ciara's hand but she gave me a harsh reply. She tossed my hand away and I could feel it. She was mad at me.

"Elly do not intervene! He's doing his job, just let him do it for goodness sake!" Adam let out a loud, emphatic exclamation, to it attached extreme emotion.

My pupils vibrated as they looked at him. This could not be happening. Why was he venting his anger on me? What was wrong with him that kept him telling at me?

I was already irritated and annoyed by all this and here I was being someone's weapon of anger for relief.

I ran my hands on my cheeks and was about to give a fitting reply when he turned his back to me and faced Ciara.

"Look...am sorry things took such a turn but it was never our intention to have you on the list on suspects. However, what's happened has happened and we just carry on...don't you agree???" He asked and she only buried her face in her hands.

I could feel the mixer of emotions boiling in her but i realised it wouldn't be best for me to calm her right now. She was more than mad at me and I couldn't do anything about it. I was to blame.

"Ivanovich is the man we suspected dumped the body in Eleanor's bathtub..." Adam began. "Three days prior to our arrival, the CCTV footage in our room was purposely left unrepaired in preparation for this and we think it goes way down than it seems to have....someone knew we were going there....."

"But I didn't tell anyone about it. Eleanor mentioned she wanted to keep it a secret and I respected that...." Ciara defended herself and I felt the utmost affection she had just for me.

"So you really told no one??" Conan asked. I forgot he was here. His hoarse voice startled me and left a breath across my chest.

"Other than Griffin no....." Ciara changed her statement and my heart skipped. I knew it was wrong of me to suspect my best friend and I wasn't going to.

Love existed between us and she trusted me so much. She kept my secrets for me and adhered to our girl code. This was amazing. What a friend I found in her.

"There she goes....who's Griffin?" Conan asked and I held my fingers in fists. I was going to punch him of he dared to harass her again. I was ready for it.

"My fiance. I mean...Eleanor was going away and I asked him to stay with me since I'd be lonely all alone...."

"So you mentioned Peru to him...??"

"I did but he wasn't the one who had this whole plan masterminded. How can you even suspect him of such he's a prince!" she thundered and a smile cooled on the corners of Conan's face.

"Prince charming or Playboy Prince....???" He asked with a bitter taste. He surely had the devil's tongue.

"Are you serious???" Ciara asked calmly. "Griffin is a well known prince. He holds patronage with over 20 charitable and military organisations, including the Tusk Trust, Centrepoint, and London's Air Ambulance Charity alongside the prince of wells. He undertakes projects through The Royal Foundation, with his charity work revolving around women health, green life conservation, and emergency workers lawsuit...." she explained and it hit me how much she knew about Griffin. For how long had they been seeing eachother for her to know all this?

And in anyway..how was Griffin involved in all this? I trust Ciara but am not sure of Griffin.

"Look ma'am....I really don't mind his qualifications. To me, anyone is capable of anything....."

"Okay...I understand you're just doing your job but I can assure you he didn't do it...."

"Then who did?? You're the only she told this to days prior to the incident taking place and it played a very good role in hatching this whole plan...." Conan's insistence had a bad impact on Ciara.

She rubbed her head and turned to me. She looked at me like a deer in the headlights. Her expression was like that of a starving, cold man with torn cloths and has been denied food.

I shook my head hoping to give her some assurance but it wasn't working.

"If you want to investigate me it's fine....but please don't investigate Griffin... Three days from now the Queen will grant him a subsidiary title Earl of Dumbartom. All this might interfere with it and I don't want that....." she pleaded. The oppressive and tense atmosphere engulfed the whole of me and with no excuse, I was ready to run with my tail between my legs. I have never been so humiliated.

"Whatever you need....ask me...I will find it for you....." she sacrificed herself and I knew how difficult this was for him.

"And how can we trust you? Isn't he your acquaintance? then there's a chance that you will surely hide his deeds...."

"Trust is a choice you will have to make. Also, I never lie to any man because I don't fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid...and I am not..." she came to out a finalist and even Conan was amazed by her confidence.

It was unbelievable and she was looking like the queen fairy of courage.

"Alright then. I want the names of all his close friends, their cellphone numbers and call recordings and their schedules for the past week. Who they talked to where they went and why they went there and how they went there. I want to know it all...." Ciara's face brightened in horror.

"Exactly how is she supposed to do that??" I asked away and he turned to me. Yes I had been quite for sometime. Even he knew it.

"I'll do it." Ciara let out a deep breath and looked at Conan. "When do you need it?"

"The sooner, the better" he replied and Ciara nodded before storming out of the room.

I followed her lead and walked to the bathroom smashing the door behind me.

I slid down and brought my knees to my chest, hugging my legs.

I buried face on it and tried not to be dishearted. Today was supposed to be a rest day but the events had taken a drastic turn things weren't funny anymore.

"Sir, thanks so much...I'll see you out" Adam's voice echoed from the bathroom and I heard two sets of feet walking to the door.

I took a deep breath and got up to fill the bathtub with water.

Maybe a bath would make feel better.