A Cue For Happiness

At the Forensic Department under the Major Crimes Unit, Effie delivered the final autopsy report of the murder case at Lucent River to Natalie, requesting her signature.

“Boss, the people from the Criminal Investigation Division are amazed by you for identifying the previous two victims’ identities so quickly. Thanks to that, they managed to save the third victim. The third victim was unconscious by the time they found her. The murderer was about to inject potassium cyanide into her and dismember her.”

Thanks to Natalie’s help, we’ve arrested the murderer and saved a person’s life.

Effie leaned her cheek on her palm while staring at Natalie with admiration sparkling in her eyes.

“It’s great that we saved her.” The latter let out a sigh of relief. After flipping through the report, she signed it.

“Boss, we’ll be having a celebratory dinner tonight. Officer Williams specifically asked for you to attend it.”

“I won’t be going.” Natalie returned the document to Effie and continued in a calm tone, “I’ve gained permission from Mr. Jones to just focus on the cases and not join other irrelevant events.”

Effie was at a loss of words for a moment. She then nodded in agreement as she thought of her impression of Natalie. She has never given in just to please others. Her professionalism and skills are the ones that do the talking.

Natalie looked plain in her disguise.

Despite that, awe appeared on Effie’s face as she stared at the woman.

The latter felt nervous upon feeling the intense stare. She then touched her hyper-realistic mask, making sure that it was firmly attached. “Effie, if there’s nothing, I’ll get going then.”

Natalie shouldered her backpack and left in a cab. Her destination was Dream

a call came in. It

the call, Yandel’s grumbling voice sounded over

at the traffic and answered, “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in about half an

for you. That man is weird. He isn’t intrigued by my generous

him to take on

you should come over here

“I got it.”

pursed her lips after hanging up the

a pharmaceutical company established by her three years ago. As she wished to keep a low profile and hide

on making myself stronger. Besides, I’ll never

was deep in thought, the driver

and got out

doors, crowds consisting of employees and visitors were seen

to make her way in, a couple left the building’s lobby

was one glance for

were Yonah Hermann

carried her mother’s urn to Dellmoor. Yonah, who gave her unyielding warmth,