"Hello, Jane Noyes? You are suspected of attempted murder. The victim has already provided some evidence. Please come with us."
I stand still, feeling my head buzzing.
I reckon that it should have ended, but Whitney refuses to let me go.
"Yes," I reply softly.
Looking at the little Earl in my arms, I am about to hand him over to Frances and ask him to call Betty over. Then I can rest assured.
I'll never count on Sabina no matter what.
"Please wait a moment. I'll come in a while."
"No need. I'll go with you." Frances' voice suddenly comes from behind.
I turn around and see France in pajamas.
It is only 7 in the morning. No wonder he hasn't been up yet. However, I'm wondering why the police came to work so early.
Could it be that Whitney urged them to come over?
Judged by her personality, Whitney will never wait even for a second if she plans to frame me.
"Aren't you going to work today?" I ask, looking at Frances doubtfully.
I know how busy he has been. Other than making a phone call, he only sits at the computer desk dealing with his documents all day long.
"You are more important than that."
Frances whispers, and the two police officers can't help smiling.
A hint of affection seems to be revealed by his words.
Faint blushes climb onto my cheeks. I change the topic. "What about Earl? We can't bring him with us, can we?"
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