~Stella~
I was seated in the living room, waiting for Mrs. Amber to return home. It had been over two hours since she left, but there was still no sign of her. I tried calling her, but her number wasn’t going through.
After countless attempts to reach her, she finally answered, but the voice on the other end wasn’t hers—it was a male voice. "Stella, Mrs. Griffin was shot at the police station, and we are at the hospital right now," Greg spoke through Mrs. Amber’s phone, his tone urgent and filled with fear.
"Jesus! Shot? How? By whom?" I asked, my mouth dry and my hands trembling.
"A sniper did it. It seems they’ve been keeping track of her for a while now," he answered.
My heart skipped a beat, and I was shocked by the news. "They’ve started the operation, but Mr. Nathan won't pick u
