“The skin cells we recovered from multiple pages matched that of Miss Kaidora.”
My knees almost gave out, and I had to lower myself into the chair because my legs couldn't hold me up anymore.
“No…” I whispered, the word barely making it past my lips.
“We found her skin cells around the edge of the documents and around where the signatures were. Not only that, but our handwriting analysis shows the signature is highly consistent with Miss Kaidora’s handwriting.”
My vision blurred.
I couldn't breathe.
I pressed my hand to my chest, my nails digging into my blouse as if that would force my lungs to open. But it didn't work. My chest was still tight. My lungs were still closed. I couldn't raise my head to look at the men, even when I felt their eyes burning into me.
This couldn't b
