"No, it's all impossible. Because, because that day I didn't meet Dr Watson at all. "
Sam roared anxiously to defend himself.
"Hmmm? "
Max's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he listened intently to Sam's response, considering the implications of his vehement denial.
He leaned back in his chair, maintaining a composed demeanor as he processed Sam's words.
"What do you mean you didn't meet Dr Watson? If so, then what did you do after sneaking into his house that night? "
Max asked, his voice measured yet probing, indicating his determination to unravel the truth.
Sam hesitated, visibly taken aback by Max's persistent questioning. He shifted in his seat, his hands gripping the armrests tightly as he attempted to gather his thoughts.
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