"How did your father get sick, Stacy?" Elisa asked lightly.

Stacy's expression tightened.

Her eyes filled with hate and resentment.

"Norman Benett! Dad said Norman Benett made him sick!" Her childlike voice was filled with pain and anger.

Norman?

Elisa's expression darkened at the mention of his name.

She had been investigating Norman's crimes and searching for the families of his victims, but they had proven elusive.

Incredible, she had somehow stumbled into them today.

She had spent days trying to nail Norman down but to no avail.

It was now or never.

Elisa collected her thought and gently probed, "Is it just you and your father, Stacy?"

"Yes." Stacy replied while feeding her father.

Taking in the barren room, Elisa reached into her pocket and handed Stacy some money.

Miss." Stacy's voice was

Elisa had bought some ointment for cuts and

me look at your wounds." Elisa examined each of the girl's injuries and liberally

was done,

he had contracted pneumonia. His condition was so severe if not treated immediately, it could

left the house after reassuring

returned to

market was now packed with

never

she stalked towards the man who had assaulted the girl earlier and sent

needle cutting

man cried like a pig being led

"He's asking for it!"

another man,

He was furious.

his head around and caught Elisa's icy cold glare staring

"Was it you?"

was the one who had come to the little girl's

answer him, but Elisa did

Elisa was on her own, he charged towards her. Grabbing her shoulders and shaking her, he shouted in her

threatened. Her eyes warned him to release her, or she would cripple him for

crowd gathered around

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