Vera Warner's current status was not something these people dared to trifle with, so they could only pretend they hadn't heard or seen a thing.
As long as she didn't kill anyone, Vera Warner could do whatever she wanted right here in the police station!
"Are you going to talk or not? If you keep being so stubborn, don't blame me for getting rough!" As she spoke, Vera Warner grabbed a pair of scissors from the table and aimed them directly at Luna Warner's neck, looking as if she might slit her throat at any moment.
How could Luna Warner not be terrified? She shook her head frantically. "Vera, don't do this. We can talk this out calmly. Please, don't. I don't want to die."
"If you don't want to die, then spit it out! What in the world happened all those years ago!"
