Chapitre 115: The Artist III

12 hours later, Jacksons Detective's Agency

Levi Jackson stood before the whiteboard in his office, wearing a black 3-piece suit, but minus the jacket. He stared at the case board, looking at the facts and evidence written on it. It wasn't much if he was honest and he has yet to determine a lot of things. 

When Davies called him to the case he thought the older gentleman was just being stupid, nothing unusual.

But looking at it closely, it piqued his interest. Was it accidental, suicide or was it homicide? They need to figure it out.

Levi gazed at the center of the board, where a photo of Michael Scott was taped. The man was 38 years old, he had blue eyes and long dark blond hair that reached his shoulders.