You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"That's right. At twelve o'clock, a Hummer military vehicle came to the front of the Warner family and a woman walked into the mansion and left about one o'clock. But visually she's not suspicious because Stephanie's death occurred roughly between four and five. Do you think of anything else suspicious?" Karl revealed some details that originally he was not supposed to tell her.

A Hummer military vehicle? She remembered that her grandmother once said she wanted to see Charlotte. After all, Charlotte was carrying the Warner family's flesh and blood, so maybe she still wanted to acknowledge Charlotte in her heart.

"At four o'clock, I received a threatening phone call. The number was never seen before and the voice was treated with a voice processor." Joyce recounted, "He said on the phone that I should go back to the Warner family immediately and alone! If I dared to call the police, Grandma would be dead!"

Karl smiled and sat up straight, the professional habits of a criminal police officer made him realize that things were by no means simple. He flipped through the records of the questioning he had just done in his hand, "You didn't mention this when you were questioned earlier. Why?"

Joyce's lips gently hooked up to reveal a perfect arc of smiling.

"Officer Karl, what do you think?"

was slightly disordered, and he adjusted his breath before speaking, "Thank you for your trust, Miss Joyce. I will investigate the call thoroughly. However,

the lemon and honey water in front of her and took a gentle sip. She also knew that, and that's why she didn't tell the police before. Somehow, the officer in front

that moment, the door of the interrogation room was

Longman, who had interrogated Joyce earlier, walked in with a

it to Karl directly, “This is a special warrant from the prosecutor's office to transfer Joyce to the

smiled. The other side moved so quickly and had already found someone from above. What? Was it that they

they didn't let him investigate, the more interested

the warrant

Longman, though gnashing his teeth, had no choice but to retire from the interrogation room, fearing Karl's well-known