Hannah was still gritting her teeth. "I didn't!"
Selina ignored her desperate denial. "As for how Mrs. Hill managed to get that drug…"
Her eyes narrowed, the smile on her lips sharp enough to cut.
"Mrs. Hill, should I say it out loud?"
"Shut up! Shut up!!" Hannah's face flushed red, her expression twisted and wild.
What she didn't realize was that the entire Hill estate had already been surrounded by armed police. Beyond the gate stood a crowd of officials and dignitaries, all watching Hannah's every move—waiting for her to break.
Selina's smile deepened, cold and deliberate.
"My grandfather once wrote a confession letter."
The crowd stirred. A confession letter was written only by someone reflecting on their own crimes. But Mr. Brooks had been a nationally recognized scientist who had made countless contributions to the country. What crime could he possibly have committed?
Selina quickly answered that unspoken question.
