"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 thick with

bought some ointment for cuts and wounds when

each of the girl's

was done, Elisa inspected the

His condition was so severe if

the house after reassuring

returned to the Medicine

now packed

never

had assaulted the girl earlier and sent a thin surgical needle

hear the needle cutting through the man's

like a pig

"He's asking for it!"

beating from another man, and

He was furious.

whipped his head around and caught Elisa's icy cold

"Was it you?"

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

answer him,

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

eyes warned him to release her, or she would cripple him

gathered around

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