"Look carefully! Don't miss a single spot! Check the surrounding area as well. See if you can find any tracks."

Then, Otto turned to look at the bodies under the white shroud. "Once we've identified the bodies, buy the best plot of graves and give them a proper burial."

"Yes, Mr. Carrington!" His men went to work.

Otto looked at the burned-down factory in a daze when the sudden ring of his phone interrupted him.

He answered the call and placed his phone by his ear. Calbert's anxious voice rang out. "What happened? How dare that bastard commit arson? How is Yvonne doing right now?"

"Ms. Miller is in the ICU." Then, Otto roughly recounted what had happened the night before.

Every time he explained it, his guilt built up even more. He could barely breathe.

Calbert had been Otto's friend for years. He could immediately sense that something was off with Otto.

"Don't blame yourself too much. No one expected things to turn out like this." Calbert sighed.

"If you want to blame someon