"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.

you, Miss." Stacy's voice was

had bought some ointment for cuts and wounds when she

each of the girl's

was done, Elisa inspected the

contracted pneumonia. His condition was so

the house after reassuring

returned to the Medicine

now packed with

was never

man who had assaulted the girl earlier and sent a thin surgical needle flying toward his

the needle cutting through the

like a pig

"He's asking for it!"

a beating from another man, and now, what

He was furious.

around and caught Elisa's

"Was it you?"

the little girl's rescue! She was in

demanded her to answer him, but Elisa did not

he charged towards her. Grabbing her shoulders and shaking her, he shouted in her face, "I'm calling the police! Don't even think

threatened. Her eyes warned him to release her, or

crowd gathered

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