Chapter 188

At noon on the third day, Judy suddenly received a phone call. "Where are you?" Zoe's voice was hoarse. She sounded slightly different than usual. Judy was taken aback, unsure how to respond. "I forgot you can't speak. I'll send you the address, come over." What happened? "Roy... is dead," Zoe choked. Judy's hand trembled, and her phone fell to the ground. How could this be possible? … When Judy arrived at the hospital morgue in a daze, Roy's face was already covered with a white cloth. Zoe stood aside, talking to a few police officers. When she saw Judy, her face immediately darkened. "I thought you wouldn't come." Judy's mind went blank, her hands trembling as she removed the white cloth. Underneath was Roy's delicate face, devoid of any trace of color. With a thud, she knelt to the ground. This couldn't be happening! This was impossible! "Murder. If I hadn't tracked his phone location, the police wouldn't have found him so early," Zoe's voice came from behind. "He was sta