A Cue For Love

A Cue for Love Chapter 9

Pulled Into A Hummer

The following afternoon, there was complete silence in the conference room. Everyone was at a loss.

John Williams, the police officer in charge of the case, began collecting the documents scattered on the table. “If there’s nothing else to add, then the meeting is over. For tonight, follow up on the name list of girls that have gone missing recently. We have to confirm her identity.”

Right when everyone was yawning and getting ready to get on with their work, someone in the corner slowly stood up.

“I have a question.”

Natalie had one hand in the pocket of her white coat, and there was an aura of total tranquility around her.

Her colleagues all turned to look at her in surprise and couldn’t help but begin to gossip.

“That’s a new face. I’ve never seen her before. Is she a new coroner?”

“Are all fresh graduates this bold nowadays? Even the older, experienced people here have nothing to add. What could this brat have to say?”

“I’d love to know what exactly she’s got on her mind.”

Effie and Brandon looked at each other and communicated through their expressions. They thought it was absurd that they were treating Natalie as some newbie. They were eager to witness Natalie give them a slap in the face.

all. She walked over to John and bent over to pick up some scratch paper from

I also wrote some information down by hand. However, it seems that it’s

firm. Furthermore, her gaze was

but he replied, “Hand it over to me. I’ll take

as nothing more than scrap, I’m pretty sure you’ll do the

the two female victims back together. Even though their faces are distorted beyond recognition, telltale signs on their

three people on the name list who are possible candidates. When you take into account the victim’s age, that narrows it down to two—Lisa Moore and Jean Gray. You can get the family members of those two women to come in for a DNA test. The investigation department needs to work harder and find the third missing woman before something bad

document in front of John, who quickly

she had said was the truth, and it was impressive how she had narrowed

I’ll do it now. I’m Natalie Nichols,

the conference room burst into

thought the coroner would be some forty-year-old lady,

doesn’t that mean we don’t have to search for

“She’s our saving grace!”

I have to say, so I’ll be taking my leave now. I hope all of you will continue putting in your best effort so that I don’t

smile crept up on

watched in awe as

stunned them

only in her twenties didn’t