"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.

voice was thick

bought some ointment for cuts and wounds when she purchased

each of the

that was done, Elisa

that he had contracted pneumonia. His condition was so severe if not treated

left the house after reassuring

to

was now packed

was never one

assaulted the girl earlier and

the needle cutting

a

"He's asking for it!"

suffered a beating from another man, and now, what

He was furious.

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

"Was it you?"

come to the little girl's rescue! She was in league with

to answer him, but Elisa did not say

her. Grabbing her shoulders and shaking her, he shouted

warned him to release her, or she

crowd gathered

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