What should she do?
She killed someone!
She actually killed someone!
No.
She didn't kill anyone.
Aunt Zhang tried to calm herself down, her trembling fingers reaching for Olivia Cooper's nose again.
No breath.
Not even the slightest hint of one.
She's dead.
Really dead.
Olivia Cooper was really dead.
What should she do now?
She didn't mean to kill anyone.
Cold sweat broke out on Aunt Zhang's forehead in layers.
She needed to calm herself down.
She couldn't panic.
Aunt Zhang dragged Olivia Cooper's body into the room and then swept away any traces on the ground.
After doing these things, Aunt Zhang went to her own bedroom.
The room smelled heavily of alcohol.
James was lying on the bed, fast asleep.
Aunt Zhang squinted her eyes.
She quickly found a large suitcase and put Olivia Cooper's body inside.
Although Olivia was already fourteen years old, she was very thin and small, and easily fit into the luggage.
Just then.
