Luke sized up Terry, who was around 175 cm tall, with glasses, and looked like a rather scholarly young man, "Terry, I want to ask you a few questions.
Where were you between 9 PM and midnight the day before yesterday?"
The Yarters looked at Terry nervously.
Terry said, "I took out that white Volvo."
"Where did you go?"
"Kabool Mountain."
"What did you do at Kabool Mountain?"
"Whenever my dad goes on business trips, my mom always meets clients at night to show houses, which piqued my curiosity. I wanted to see what kind of clients they were."
Shirley's face showed regret as she slapped her forehead, "Oh my god..."
Terry said to his mother, "I'm grown up now; don't treat me like a kid anymore."
Luke cut to the chase, "Did you already know about the improper relationship between your mother and the 'client'?"
