His heart was empty. He was numb. He was
pushed into the car, away from the world.
In the interrogation room, Liam held Natalie’s
photo, silent.
The police kept asking questions, but he
didn’t hear them.
The photo showed Natalie young, energetic,
thin.
Liam took it when she came home.
He had only this photo, but he had thousands
of Madison’s.
If he could go back, he’d take a million photos
of Natalie.
Liam hugged the photo, remembering her
words.
“Liam, the baby’s healthy. He’s strong! I said I
was strong. I know Chinese medicine! I felt his pulse. It’s a boy! Our heir! Let’s have a
daughter in a few years.”
Liam realized how much Natalie trusted him
く
to eat his poison.
But he was too late.
In the interrogation room, the man cried.
The police shook their heads.
“He should have thought about it before.
What a scumbag! He thinks he can escape
the law? He killed her. He’ll get the death
penalty.”
“The Quaids are here. They say he’s crazy
and want bail!”
Liam was released.
Madison was outside.
