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Inspector Sanmi (A Short Crime Series)

Some cases begin with answers.
This one didn’t.
A woman was found dead in her home.  
No sign of forced entry.  
No clear suspect.  
Just a grieving husband…  
and a story that didn’t quite sit right.

At first, it looked simple.

Too simple.

But experience had taught Inspector Sanmi one thing  
the easiest cases are often the ones that lie the most.

Because the truth doesn’t always hide in what people say.
Sometimes, it hides in what they don’t.
This is the first case in the Inspector Sanmi series.

A five-part story, unfolding one detail at a time.

Part 1: The Discovery - Sunday, April 19  
Part 2: The Gateman  - Sunday, April 26
Part 3: What the Body Revealed  - Sunday, May 3
Part 4: The Numbers Didn’t Add Up  - Sunday, May 10
Part 5: The Email  - Sunday, May 17

New parts drop every Sunday.
And with each one, the truth gets closer.
Or further away.



Come back this Sunday for Part 1

In the meantime, you can read The Lie That Changed Everything (A Short Story).


With Love,
Ayo

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  1. We want it all now

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    1. Haha you’ll have to wait 😅 but I promise… it only gets worse from here🤣🤣🤣.

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