Guilty

Crimson had seen, and dealt with, of course, many criminals.

Most of them didn't shy away from being looked at with more eyes. They were what they were, and that was that. They didn't try to hide behind a veil of excuses or lame justifications.

There were also the disingenuous ones. Men and women who swore, cried, blackmailed and screamed to the four winds that they were innocent. These were the ones the delegado hated the most. The other group of criminals, at least, did not run from the consequences of their own actions.

Emanuele didn't seem to fit in any of them. Although she was the prime suspect in the heinous crime, the fingerprints found were not those of the girl. Crimson himself decided to personally witness the forensic expert's analysis, and although he didn't understand how, he couldn't stand against the lack of evidence.

That woman in the video was identical to Emanuele. In other words, the mystery was beginning to get even more complicated to understand.

Three days ago,