Burnt Alive The murderer had played his next move and had attempted the fifth murder. Jessie, the daughter of Juan and Christine Smith lay dead before Azriel's eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and his fingers tensed.
How could someone be so ruthless?
No one uttered a word, they all stood there thinking what could've led to her death.
Was it a horrific murder? or a sweet silent one? No matter which one it was, the irrevokable truth was that Christine had lost her daughter too. Azriel pulled himself together and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his thumb. He got up and went over to Ross.
" We need to take her back to her mother so that she can see her one last time. " His chest heaved and he closed his eyes, just to hear a word of disapproval from him.
" No," He stared firmly at
