Aisha's POV
I sat in my small studio, taking a hot cup of coffee. I have been stuck in the case I have here before me. Something doesn't seem right about it. It makes sense for an assassin to kill her husband, in fact she might have wanted to do that from the beginning but some things were off.
I just remembered something. Claudia called me earlier and I know she must have gotten some answers.
I picked my phone up and called her. "Hello." She said from the other side of the phone.
"Claudia, what do you have for me?" I asked, going straight to the point.
"A lot, based on the samples you gave me, there were two blood types. So it means that it wasn't one person's blood there. Two people got hurt, it might have been during a scuffle."
"So it's not just one person? That is good news. Is that all?"
"Yes, it's an improvement. You know you'll get in trouble if any one finds out that you're using a private lab to get stuff for your investigation right?"
