You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The young officer said excitedly, "Great! So it is Georgia who has kidnapped Joyce, that's good to know!"

“Impossible.” Luther shook his head, slightly narrowed his cold eyes, and denied, “It's not that simple.”

Karl agreed, saying in a hushed voice, "They have used all these tricks and traps to kidnap Joyce. Sure they wouldn't make such a naive mistake and easily let us trace the source of the call.”

"So this..." The young officer felt awkward. Now that they had completely no clues at all, how should they go on?

With every minute that passed, Joyce's danger increased.

Luther and Karl both looked at each other.

In each other's eyes, they could see concern and speculation.

exposed

Did this mean...

that they wanted them to believe it was the

but gradually felt numb all over his body and a sense of powerlessness swam through his body. He lowered his head, and the long forehead hair just blocked the gloominess on

bewildered Luther and

hadn't insisted on having dinner with Joyce and Karl today, this might not have happened.

cheeks. The more she tried to stop it, the more tears flowed out, "It's all my fault, I insisted we have dinner together. When can't we have dinner, but why does it have to be

such a thing. Joyce and I went down from different elevators. If I had known, I would have gone downstairs with her. God, what to do now? What

big-hearted girl was now crying so hard and he could not help

sighed, picked up a pack of tissues and

come well prepared. No matter where Joyce goes tonight, they would just come to her. This

do? Anything you need me to do, even if it's a hostage exchange. As long as Joyce can come

about it. All you can do is go home and wait for the news." Karl said