The Traces of Destiny
Bagaima If

Twenty minutes later, after Garin left, Sutrisno sat in his office uncertain.

He had been in charge of the party and had many affairs with the law and its problems for almost thirty years, and he learned to trust his instincts. And his instincts were now flashing like floodlights, warning him to be careful.

Right now, he wasn't even sure where to start. Alex Numan, maybe, but for now he's eager to talk to Amar first. Garin said he believed Amar was telling the truth, but for Sutrisno, it was not enough.

Notnot now. Not in a situation like this.

Not if it's about Maudy.

Sutrisno contacted someone from the phone. Talked long enough there before ending it.

He breathed heavily.

"Maudy," he murmured.

Sutrisno had witnessed firsthand the struggle experienced by Garin after Maudy died. Anyone can see they are in love. Like two young children, they could not look at each other and hands. Hugging and kissing, holding hands, looking flirtatious - it seems nobody bothers to tell them that marriage should be

it becomes difficult and complicated.

And for them, the situation did not change when Raka was present. Brenda and Sutrisno's wife often joked that Garin and Maudy might be making out at the nursing home, fifty years from now. They are too sweet to be together.

And when he died? If it wasn't for Raka, Garin would probably have joined her. After all, he was practically self-sufficient. Drinking too much, smoking, lack of sleep, weight loss.

For a long time, what was on his mind Maudy's death was a crime.

Evils. Not accident. There was no accident in Garin's mind. Always crime.

Sutrisno tapped the pencil on the table.

Reoccur.

He knows everything about Garin's self-inquiry, and though his judgment is better, Garin ignores it.

The chief of the resort police had cursed all out when he found out about it, then what? They both knew Garin would not stop his search, no matter what Sutrisno said, if it did happen, Garin would give up his post and continue investigating on his own.

However, he managed to keep her away from Alex Numan. Sutrisno was grateful for that. There is something between the two, something more than just the normal tension between the good guys and the bad guys.

All the actions of the Numan family - political rivalries and interests. Sutrisno needed no evidence to know who was worthy of blame - crimes were a large part of the Numan family.

But if combined with Garin's tendency to imprison the Numan family first and find out the rest later, then it becomes a flammable mixture.

Could Alex have intentionally caused Maudy Zefanya's death?

Sutrisno pondered that. Maybe. but even though Alex had trouble stacking up and getting into some fights, he never crossed the line. So far. At least they can prove it.

In addition, Sutrisno and the police secretly examined him. Garin insisted, but Sutrisno was already one step ahead of him. Could the police have missed something?

He picked up a notebook and, as was his habit, began to record his thoughts, trying to keep his thoughts straight.

Amar Ulah's. Is he lying?

He has provided good information in the past. In fact, everything is always good. But this is different. He is not doing this for money now, and the stakes are much higher. He did it to save himself. Does that make him more likely to tell the truth? Or the opposite?

Sutrisno had to talk to him. Today, if possible. Tomorrow at the latest.

Back to the notebook. He recorded his next name.

Panoo Day. What's he gonna say?

If he does not confirm Amar's confession, end the subject. Let Alex get out of prison and spend the next year convincing Garin that Alex is innocent-at least for this particular crime.

But if he does, then what? With his records, he is not the most trustworthy witness in the world. And he must have wanted a reward, which was never considered good by the court.

Sutrisno moved Day to the top of the list and recorded another name.

Alex Numan's. Guilty or not?

If he killed Maudy, Amar's story makes sense, but what's next?

Hold him down as they investigate openly this time, looking for additional evidence?

Whatever happens, the police chief will not be too happy with the case that only relies on Amar Ulah and Heri Panoo.

But after two years, what could they find?

He had to investigate, no doubt about it. Although he did not think they would find anything, he had to start the investigation again. To Garin. And for himself too.

Sutrisno shook his head.

Okay, assuming Amar's telling the truth and Heri's backing him-a big assumption, but maybe-why did Alex say it?

The obvious answer is that he said it because he did it. If so, go back to the problem of building a case. But...

It took a while for that thought to coalesce into a question. Sutrisno actually spent the day thinking and discussing on the phone and thinking again.

Sutrisno repeatedly closed his eyes, thinking.

His mind swirled and zigzagged from one extreme to another as he considered it.

This whole thing's a mess.

Getting nothing, he put his pencil aside and rubbed his temple, knowing that there was more to consider.

What will he do to Garin?

His friend. Gajakarta Camat.

Making a deal with Amar and getting the man out of the cell without a procedure? Let her go? Then attacking the Numan family, it's really wild, coupled with taking Alex to a cell without an arrest warrant? Only power.

The police chief is not a bad person, but Sutrisno will get in trouble with this. Serious issue.

Everything is.

Sutrisno sighed. "Hey, Rayi!?" he called.

The secretary raised her head into Sutrisno's room. Slightly fat and her hair began to whiten, Rayi had been working almost as long as Sutrisno worked and knew everything that was going on in the office.

Sutrisno wondered if Rayi had listened to all of her talk with Garin earlier.

"Is Rawai Kusnarti still the warden in the prison of two Gajakarta?"

"All I know is that Rawai Kusnarti has been replaced by Cian Putrianto now." Answer Rayi.

"So yes," Sutrisno said as he nodded, remembering he had heard that somewhere.

"Can you get me the number?" Pinta Sutrisno's.

"certain. Let me grab. It's in the Rolidex on my desk."

He returned in less than five minutes, Sutrisno stood up for a moment, not liking the look in the eyes Rayi was displaying.

He waited to see if Rayi wanted to talk about something.