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 immediately and I'll take

and

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

Luther yanked Joyce

Don't you stop me! Let go!" Joyce roared. Anger appeared on her delicate face and her

prison a few years earlier.” Luther wouldn't stop. He thought to himself that he was tolerant enough of her. This, however, was a criminal offense, and only

harshly. She had been completely disappointed in him. Trust?

get

with my own eyes, so what more proof do I need? You

tightened his arms, holding

her head

was a

Suddenly, she smiled.

beautiful and dazzling, like a tiny spark that