Chapter 45 I want to help

I shook my head in disappointment, and focused on the matter at hand. The next step was to examine the forensic report and the crime scene photos, which was quite difficult for me. Seeing your own brother lying in a pool of blood, covered in bruises, was something that no one wanted to experience. His photos were scattered on the polished wooden table. My hands trembled as I held one of the photos closer. My other hand subconsciously went to my mouth because I felt sick to my stomach. As everyone was silently observing the photo, tears poured at the edge of my eyes. "You can take a break if you want," Odin nudged my arm, a concerned look on his face. Focus, Elizabeth. Concentrate. I reminded myself. That's when I closed my eyes and cleared my throat to remove the lump that was making it hard for me to breathe. "No, I need to do this." Two hours passed, as we discussed each point. The