Disclaimer: Not every process told below is accurate. I am not a law graduate, nor am I a lawyer. Everything is purely fictional. But if I do make a blatant mistake in the process, please do not be afraid to call me out, I will revise it. Again, this is purely fictional.
She can't believe what she just saw. It was a murder, a cruel one. She's not sure of her eyes anymore. Is she really seeing what she's seeing or is she just seeing things? She repeatedly blinked, hoping not to see a corpse in front of her, but all her eyes did was a blur and produce tears. She broke out in tears again, her ringing phone going unnoticed.
She sat up and hugged her knees, crying to herself. Mumbling, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I was too late… I'm sorry."
Leal flinched at the sound of the elevator ding! fro
