Chapter 007: A Fresh Start

Fortunately, he did not choose Broadway as his career path

Please wait a moment. After not receiving a response from Kirk, the voice seemed accustomed to the silence and called out once more, continuing to speak to itself.

Thirteen years ago, in a heinous home invasion robbery, the Helfer couple was murdered, and the criminals fled the scene, while two brothers hid in a wardrobe and escaped the ordeal

Until now, the murderer has still not been apprehended, there is no truth, nor justice; yet deep within my memory, the image of that pool of blood seems to have never faded.

Detective agency, is everything all right?

Nate seemed to have anticipated Kirk's sarcasm in advance, preemptively giving him a fierce glare and somewhat awkwardly shifting the topic.

More importantly, it is the extent to which the reporter understands the truth, the amount of evidence they possess, and the progress of the investigation that has led to the confrontations in the office

Clearly, this is not normal

Kirk nodded gently, revealing a serious and excellent expression, "Yes, I think so too"

So, what is Steve trying to conceal

While speaking, Nate placed all the fried eggs and bacon from the frying pan onto his own plate. He glanced at his brother, who was lazily sitting across from the open kitchen, and seemed to sense the speechless gaze from Kirk, which made Nate feel a bit guilty. He averted his eyes for a moment and then, with a defiant posture, began to complain.

However, for the two brothers, a small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room is already sufficient

Outside the bathroom, a thunderous shout shattered the tranquility of the apartment's morning

Certainly, if one does not mind the traffic congestion during peak hours that can make life feel unbearable, choosing to reside in New Jersey opens up a whole new world.

Especially this beard and this hair

Kirk, did you not go to the supermarket yesterday? I told you that there is no milk left, and there is no orange juice either. I can't possibly use beer to soak my cereal, can I

After taking a long breath, Kirk swiftly took out the razor and shaving cream, quickly finishing his grooming; then he wet his hands and spent considerable effort to ensure that each hair, seemingly with a mind of its own, was tamed back into place, making sure that the birds would not mistake this place for their home

That demeanor, that expression, that tone made Nate unable to hold back a roll of his eyes, "I shouldn't have said it out loud, God, I shouldn't have..."

From the perspective of a position like Steve's, one would expect him to be a seasoned veteran, if not a master strategist. Yet, he displayed such a lack of composure in front of *图*书 "Jeff Mingra".

Nate Hull, an assistant district attorney in New York

Indeed, three weeks is still far from sufficient to become familiar with a completely unfamiliar facade

The focus is on Nate, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, who is now wearing an apron and holding a frying pan, cooking... frying eggs and bacon, the sizzling sound reminiscent of a light rain in early June, enchanting and fragrant, wafting through the house from the kitchen

This is the truth

I have already informed you that we are out of kitchen paper and laundry detergent, the refrigerator is basically empty, and we have run out of eggs, bacon, toast, and so on

The white shirt and black suit, this is Nate's best suit

I believe you are far superior to those police officers now; missing out on you is their loss

Immediately afterward, Nate picked up the breakfast cereal beside him and poured it into the round bowl in front of Kirk, but there was no milk

In that year, Kirk used an entire month's salary to have a suit tailored for Nate at a professional tailor's shop, fitting perfectly and beautifully outlining the lines of the shoulders and waist

Kirk's words undoubtedly stung certain key individuals, while Steve's anger resembled a performance, a smokescreen to divert attention in a moment of desperation

What is the reason

The Heller brothers reside in an ordinary small apartment, after all, in the expensive real estate market of Manhattan, the high rent is enough to make ordinary office workers clutch their meager wallets tightly

Chestnut brown short hair, deep blue eyes, and sparse eyebrows extending along the pronounced brow bone. The dim light in the bathroom casts a shadow along the straight nose, obscuring half of the cheek, yet it cannot conceal the light stubble that has grown wildly in just one night.

The apartment, dominated by a blue-gray color scheme, appears calm and elegant. From the open door of the bedroom, it is immediately discernible:

Kirk

The final touch is a royal blue tie, featuring a neat and full Windsor knot, completing the entire ensemble

Seeing Kirk lost in thought before him, Nate felt somewhat uneasy. After taking a deep breath and hesitating until the end, he finally spoke up.

In that year, Kirk was seventeen years old, and Nate was fourteen. Since then, the two brothers have relied on each other, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have slipped away from their fingers

Although Nate is slightly shorter than Kirk, standing at 5.9 feet (approximately 175 centimeters), the suit, tailored to perfection, showcases Nate's imposing demeanor to the fullest extent.

Pushing open the main door leads directly into the hall, where the spacious and bright windows offer a clear view of the external fire escape. The red brick wall across the street, the sycamore trees, and the undulating city skyline are framed by the rusty grid, resembling a natural landscape painting

The room on the right side of the main entrance, which appears to have just been swept by a tornado, belongs to Kirk; while the room on the left side at the far end, which is so tidy that not a speck of dust can be found, belongs to Nate

In fact, Steve could have directly declined the interview, putting an end to it; however, he did not.

With both hands holding hot water, he vigorously rubbed his face, washing away the fatigue and weariness of the entire night. He lifted his head to look at the face in the bathroom mirror, and Kirk still found it somewhat unfamiliar

"Jesus Christ, you didn't go to the laundry room last night either, did you?"

Wow, wow, wow

Although Steve remains tight-lipped, his actions often reveal more information

Chattering and rambling, on the other side of the door panel, one can complete the conversation independently without the need for Kirk

It is truly hard to imagine how Nate has endured such harrowing days and nights.

Despite Nete's constant nagging, Kirk let it all go in one ear and out the other, completely ignoring it. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Oh, I see you put on your battle suit today, so is today the day for court?"

Perhaps this case is indeed not as simple as it seems, which also implies that the direction of the investigation needs to be adjusted

Clumsy and rough, but in the rush, Steve had no time to organize his thoughts and hurriedly did it this way

However, that is not his mother, but rather his younger brother, his biological brother

I have informed you that there are no supplies left in the refrigerator

It is just like dog food

It is precisely for this reason that this suit has become Nate's designated court suit, formal enough and imposing enough

Well... on track, there were some gains yesterday

Nate turned around, holding the frying pan, and shot a speechless glare at Kirk, but still answered honestly, "Yes, today is the court date"

At both ends of the hall are two bedrooms, and in addition, there is a kitchen and a bathroom at the left corner of the main entrance

In Kirk's view, the sudden appearance of "Jeff-Mingra" disrupted Steve's expectations, and he also acted on a whim, wanting to probe into the reporter's background

At this moment, Kirk had finished tidying up and left the bathroom, immediately spotting Nate, who was mumbling with his mouth full in the kitchen