You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther wondered why Joyce had a shocked look on her face.

He stepped forward and grasped Joyce's arm. He questioned again, "You still haven't answered me. Why did you push her down the stairs?" At that moment, Joyce's cell phone suddenly rang sharply.

The ring echoed in the empty corridor abruptly. It never stopped, like the funeral tolling.

She looked down and saw that it was Karl calling. Her pupils contracted again as a bad feeling rose in her heart.

Without a situation so serious that even Karl couldn't handle it, Karl couldn't have called her at all.

For less urgent matters, all he had to do was send her a text message. He knew she was waiting for his message and that she would see it. So, something must have happened.

Unconsciously, Joyce's fingers trembled slightly.

She pressed the answer button and Karl's urgent voice came from the other end of the line, "Joyce, something's wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Joyce's heart missed a beat.

to explain. Back door parking lot. We can't wait. You come down

finished and

like he was gasping for air. He was a battle- hardened detective, and

Luther away, and strode past him. “You can't leave!" Luther yanked Joyce back. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of s early and

Let go!" Joyce roared. Anger appeared on her delicate face and her normally crystal-bright eyes were ignited with

enough of her. This, however, was a criminal offense, and only a good confession would give her a chance. Otherwise he might not be able to save her.

had been completely disappointed in him. Trust? Understanding?

blood, just go see her!" She was completely enraged, "Luther, get out of here, and come back to me when you find the

own eyes, so what more proof do I

abruptly tightened his arms, holding her

her head

was a moment of silence, and only the calm breathing of the two could be

Suddenly, she smiled.

tiny