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.

intentionally exposed such

Did this mean...

reason was that they wanted them to believe it

was simply, from the right beginning, a well-planned conspiracy. Luther stood stiffly. He did not know when 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

at the second precinct, she saw the bewildered Luther and froze. She

today, this might not have happened.

something like this would happen.” She covered her 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

have gone

so hard and he could not help but

never seen such a side of Juanita, sighed, picked up a pack of tissues and handed them

have come well prepared. No matter where Joyce

wiping her tears, "Is there anything I can do? Anything you need me to do, even if it's a hostage exchange.

is go home and wait for the news."