You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The face was blue and purple, there were foams coming out from the corners of his mouth, the eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on the eyelids seemed to be popping out. It looked terrible.

The face of Mr. Walsh looked exactly the same as Stephanie!

She could never forget the day Stephanie died.

At that time, she received a threatening phone call from the murderer, who used a vocal processor, and then she rushed to the Warner residence.

When she broke into the room with her gun, she was stunned. The murderer was nowhere to be found.

Next to the luxurious European-style king-size bed, Stephanie's body was curled up on the floor facing the bed.

Stephanie's body was still warm at that time. She went up and turned Stephanie over, only to see that Stephanie's face was purple, there were foams around the corners of her mouth, her eyes were tightly closed, and the veins on her eyelids were popping and horrible.

This scene was then deeply rooted in her mind. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She would never forget it.

This had been an unsolved case even since then.

They found only painkillers from Stephanie's blood.

Now, Mr. Walsh died exactly the same way and there wasn't even a murderer.

It was exactly the same!

What did this say?

She remembered Karl once reassured her that when a case sank to the bottom, there was no clue and nothing could be done. The best thing to do was to wait quietly for the next similar case to take place again. Killing was addictive. If the murderer could kill anyone at will without even having to worry about getting caught, the murder simply would never stop.

or later, it would

now, after

finally a

icy and there was a thin layer of

the moment, or if she's feeling something else. She

certain that Mr. Walsh

Otis, who did not even know Charlotte at the time, but since

from the

no evidence was ever found, must have been

a police officer saw her and bellowed,

she was going

a lie would be easy to

the way of your business. I'll leave now." She nodded apologetically, gathered her collar,

took a few more glances at her and reprimanded, "Don't you see the cordon in front of you? And you are still coming in? Nowadays, women are too bold. Someone died here.

point another officer

and there is no other road ahead. This woman is very suspicious. However, she

looks familiar too. Why don't you open up the name list and take a

his own phone to look it up, and

the woman from earlier.” He pointed to the photo in his phone, "She's one of the suspects named by the younger Mr. Walsh. Zora Knowles, from Mufron, the president of JK Intelligence. According to the statement of the younger Mr. Walsh, they have a serious problem with this woman, and the younger Mr. Walsh shouted quite excitedly

contact our colleagues downstairs and

to his lapel, "A female suspect

we almost let her get away. Mr. Walsh is dead and she came to the scene herself. It's too suspicious!" "However, just now we also checked the hotel surveillance. From beginning to end, that

in the list, and she appeared in the scene for no

Joyce took the

blank, and she was still