Seeing the text message, her smile froze on her face.
"What's wrong?" Damian Thompson was the first to notice something off.
Molly Walker took a deep breath, slowly put down her cell phone, and her cold words were like icy bone-piercing chills: "The man is gone."
A deathly silence.
"The driver had an accident on the road, was hit by a flowerpot that fell from the sky, and died on the spot, while the murderer was just an ignorant child who liked to throw things from heights."
How could it be such a coincidence that this happened the day the murderer turned himself in?
Joshua Thompson let out a deep, terrifying chuckle from his throat.
Damian Thompson and Nicholas Thompson wore expressions of deep frost.
"Isabelle Richardson really has a big life." Joshua Thompson was really angry.
He didn't like Isabelle Richardson in the first place, but they hadn't reached the point of a full-on fight. Now, his patience had reached its limit.
