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 such

Did this mean...

was that they wanted them to believe it was the missing Georgia who had killed

the right beginning, a well-planned conspiracy. Luther stood stiffly. He did not know when but gradually felt numb all over his body and

bewildered Luther and froze. She was afraid, and finally sneaked

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

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

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 to do?" Juanita was crying so hard

always-laughing, cheeky, big-hearted girl was now crying so hard

Juanita, sighed, picked up a pack of tissues

matter where Joyce goes

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

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