(Kim's Point of View)
When I walked into the house after a long day at work, my mind was racing with ideas.
Would Arthur be upset that I know what happened to his family without his informing me? Was I going too far by talking to an inspector? I knew I was going too far, but I couldn't sit properly without disclosing the truth and letting her go free, knowing she wouldn't feel inclined to harm Arthur again and knowing she was a risk to others as well.
For Christ's sake, this lady murdered her brother and his family. She was a walking true tyrant!
I entered the living room and found Arthur there. He remained awake.
I saw the folders on the couch next to him as well as the clench of his jaw. Was he upset about something?
"Arthur!" I made my presence known but quickly regr
