Yvonne was tossing and turning in bed when the door to her room was pushed open from the outside.


    Bet walked in, still in his military uniform, carrying a trace of the outdoor chill and dust.


    He came inside, took off his uniform jacket, and hung it on a nearby coat rack. Then, he went into the bathroom to wash his hands before walking over to Yvonne''s side.


    Yvonne sat up in bed and instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist. "Why are you back sote?"


    "Helen called and told me you were back. My training session just ended, so I rushed over," Bet exined, gently stroking Yvonne''s hair.


    "You''re a day earlier than nned."


    "Yeah. There was a murder in the vige over there, and the production crew was affected, so we came back after only two days of shooting," Yvonne said.


    Bet nodded. A home invasion, rape, and murder case was a serious matter, and the higher-ups were taking it very seriously. Since the crime urred on the Thompson family''s turf, Bet was naturally paying attention.


    The Municipal Police Department was currently investigating and interviewing people, but because the vige was being demolished, there were hardly any residents left. With no water, electricity, or even security cameras, solving the case was proving to be a challenge.


    Since the show had filmed in the vige, ra and her grandmother had appeared in the first episode. Now that both of them had been murdered, it had caused a significant public outcry.


    The pressure from public opinion was immense, and the pressure on the police department was even greater.


    The show''s investor, Mr. Ward, had intended to curry favor with the Thompson family by filming this episode. He never expected it to backfire so spectacrly. He was probably kicking himself now.


    "During thest shoot, we even visited the girl''s home. She and her grandmother were all they had, and they were talking so excitedly about their future. Today, they''re just two bodies under white sheets. I don''t know what bastard could bring themselves to harm a helpless old woman and a young girl."


    Yvonne''s brow was furrowed, her eyes zing with anger.


    "The investigation is confidential, so


    we don''t have any details yet. Bu


    Mr.


    You


    ones is in charge of this c


    have to trust him.


    Bet put his arm around Yvonne''s shoulder tofort her.


    ???


    Yvonne hadn''t realized the case would fall into her father''s hands Bruce was a veteran detective he would surely catch the real killet and bring justice to the deceased.


    Yvonne''s mood was low, so Bet stayed tofort her.


    In the dead of night, with a man and a woman alone, one thing led to


    another and soon they were fangled together in bed.


    Bet had been suppressing his desires for too long and found it hard to hold back.


    But when he saw her face pale with pain, biting her lip to endure it, his heart softened.


    He rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling on his shirt and buttoning it up, his breathing still ragged.


    "I''m going to the study to look over some files. You should get some sleep."


    "I can''t sleep. Stay with me." Yvonne sat up, wrapped in the nket, and hugged his waist from behind.


    Bet turned around to see Yvonne looking cute, her thickshes still damp with tears.


    He raised his hand, his warm palm stroking her still-pale cheek, and kissed her eyes tenderly.