After returning to Jersey City and visiting his son in the hospital, Mr. Jasper Sr. invited two senior officers from the Jersey City Police Department, along with the lead detective on James’s poisoning case, to his home that evening.
They met in the Jasper family’s formal sitting room—a quiet, elegant space reserved for serious discussions.
The moment the three officials saw Mr. Jasper Sr., they greeted him in unison with respectful nods. “Mr. Jasper Sr.”
Despite his considerable influence, Mr. Jasper Sr. had never been the type to throw his weight around. He gave a small nod and gestured to the chairs. “Please, have a seat.”
The room was spacious, centered around a long rectangular table made of polished hardwood. A classic porcelain tea set was arranged neatly on top.
Mr. Jasper Sr. took the seat at the head of the table, with Sean seated to his right.
Before sitting down, the three officers turned to Sean one by one and greeted him politely. “Mr. Jasper.”
Sean acknowledged them politely. Only then did the three men take their seats across from Mr. Jasper Sr. and briefly introduced themselves before moving on to report the latest developments in the case.
Mr. Jasper Sr. had already made inquiries into James’s poisoning as soon as he got back to the city.
The police had uncovered several promising leads.
The lead officer, Joshua Taylor, a stern-faced man in his forties, spoke first. “According to Mrs. Jasper, the primary suspect is Vivian Xander. She told us that back when Vivian was still considered the Jasper family’s foster daughter, she regularly prepared soup for Mr. James Jasper every few days. Mr. James also had a strict morning routine. He never skipped his black coffee. So, we launched our investigation focusing on both the soup and the coffee. And we did find some clues.”
Joshua handed two reports to Mr. Jasper Sr.
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