Chapter 668

1 glanced up, spotting an elderly couple shuffling in, hand in hand, their faces tight with worry.

The desk officer was about to stand when I beat him to it. "Mr. Yule, Mrs. Yule."

They turned toward me, startled. Mrs. Yule's face lit up, a brief flicker of joy breaking through the tension." Narelle..." she started,

"She's not Narelle," Mr. Yule cut in gently, pulling her back. His tone was steady, but the heartbreak in his eyes was unmistakable.

Mrs. Yule's joy shattered instantly, replaced by a deep sadness that made my chest ache. I stepped closer, trying to ground them. "Mr. Yule, Mrs. Yule, what's going on? Are you here to file a report?" I had stolen the officer's line, but he stepped in professionally anyway. "If you're here to report something, please

follow me."

But they didn't move. Instead, Mr. Yule started explaining, "For the past few days, someone's been banging on our door, yelling that if we don't behave, they'll hurt us badly."

at the officer, who was already frowning, "Do you recognize the person? Any conflicts or grudges?"

shook their heads. Mr. Yule let out a heavy

long has this been happening?"

four days," Mr. Yule answered, glancing

voice trembling as she

But I need you to give me as much

back at me like he wanted to say something.

something in me. "Go on with the officer. I'll finish up here and come find you soon," I said, trying to sound reassuring. "Alright, alright," he replied quickly, his voice softening, though it was clear

off their case to a colleague. I hurried to wrap up my paperwork, then

repeating over and over that they had no

person say anything specific?" the officer asked. "Were they asking for money

'You can't spend it anyway. When you die, it'll just go to someone else, so why

random. Whoever was behind

of

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