The debate continues.

Katyusha found herself recalling earlier that month, reliving the situation at the time of the officer's death, trying to reconcile the facts. Who did she see in the hospital during Miliar's dying years? What is the way to die? Where was her mom then?

She looked up and saw Edie watching her. Katyusha smiled faintly. Edie had no expression on his face. The old lady turned to Hitty again.

The sheriff eventually relented. He set the bail at $500,000, which is not the amount of bail for murder, but it is not too much to afford. Edie and Stuart were not wealthy, but the ownership of the house was entirely their own; Because the house is in Carmel, not far from the sea, it is worth $2 million. They can use it as collateral.

Harper reluctantly accepted the news, his face not smiling, his body straightened, but in a relaxed state. Katyusha's interpretation is that his pressure has been completely released, even though the result has been frustrating for him. One of the reasons why she had gone to great lengths to detect the criminal's deception was that if a man was compelled to concentrate on something, if he lied in the name of his motives, he would show or feel some frustration. This can certainly be used to describe Harper.

Edie was taken back to prison. Stuart got up and went to the clerk to arrange for bail.

Harper buttoned up his jacket and put on his sunglasses and walked towards the door. Katyusha stopped him, "Why are you doing this?"

He looked at her indifferently and didn't say anything.

She continued: "You could have asked Monterey County to handle the case. Why did you come from San Francisco in person? What's your plan?" Her voice was so loud that the reporters next to her could hear her.

Harper said calmly, "I can't discuss this with you."

"Why do you want to do it to my mother?"

"I don't have anything to say." He pushed the door open and walked out to the steps of the courthouse, where he was interviewed by reporters, and he clearly had a lot to say to them. Katyusha returned to the hardseat bench to wait for her parents.

Ten minutes later, George and Katyusha walked over.

She asked her father, "Is it going well?"

"Okay." He replied in a low voice.

"How quickly will she be able to release it?"

Stuart looked at Hitty, who said, "10 minutes, maybe it won't take it."

"Thank you." He held the lawyer's hand. Katyusha nodded at Hiti in thanks.

He told them that he would go back to the office and start the defence process immediately.

After he left, Katyusha asked his father, "What did they take from the house?"

"I don't know. Neighbors say they seem to be more interested in garages. Let's get out of here, I hate this place. ”

They came to the porch. Several reporters came over when they saw Katyusha. "Inspector Katyusha," a female reporter asked, "did you feel that there was a serious problem when you knew that your mother was being arrested on murder charges?"

You see, there are still such interviews with sharp questions. She wanted to hit back with sarcastic words, but she remembered that there was one first rule when dealing with the media: think that everything you say in front of a reporter will be reported on the front page of the newspaper at 6 o'clock or the next day. She smiled, "I would have no doubt in my mind that this was a misunderstanding. My mom worked as a nurse for many years. She is committed to saving lives, not taking them away. ”

"Did you know that she was once in solidarity with Jack? Was Kewokin's petition signed in support of suicide?"

I don't know, Katyusha didn't know about it. She wondered how the media could have learned the news so quickly? Her reply was, "You have to ask her about it." But petitioning to change the law is not the same thing as breaking the law. ”

At that moment, her cell phone rang, and it was Hugh calling. She walked away to answer the phone. "Hugh, she'll be released on bail." She told him.

Hugh paused for a moment, "Great, thank God." ”

Katyusha realized that he was calling for something else, and that he still had something important. "What's the matter? Stop. ”

"They found another cross."

"Is it really for memorials, or is it a date in the future?"

"It's written on today's date, exactly like the first one. There are branches and threads for florists. ”

Her eyes closed in despair. How could it happen again.

Hugh continued, "Listen, though. We found a witness. He saw Travis put it there. He may have seen where he went, or he may have seen something about him, so that we can tell us where he was hiding. Can you meet with him?"

Hugh paused for a moment, then said, "I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Hugh gave her the address. They hung up.

Katyusha turned to her father, "Dad, I can't stay any longer. I'm sorry. ”

He turned his handsome, frustrated face to his daughter and asked in a puzzled tone, "What's wrong?"

"They found another cross. The boy was chasing someone else, and that was how it felt. It's today. But there was an eyewitness. I'm going to meet with him. ”

"Of course you have to go." But his voice wasn't so firm. He was currently suffering from a nightmare, as terrible as her mother's, and he wanted to keep his daughter by his side.

But she couldn't lie Tammy in the trunk and let the sea rise higher and higher from her mind.

And the cold black eyes that Travis had under his father's bushy eyebrows as he stared at him. He seems to be a video game character, armed with a knife or sword, thinking about stepping out of the virtual world and into the real world, to go on a killing spree.

She had to go. One more minute of delay here may result in one more victim, and the murderer will no longer be able to go unpunished. This is the moment. "I'm sorry." She hugged her father.

"Your mom will understand." The other party comforted.

Katyusha ran towards her car and started it. As she reversed the car out of the parking lot, she glanced in the rearview mirror and saw her mother come out of the door and head towards the detention cell. Edie watched her daughter leave. The old lady's eyes were very calm, and her face did not show any emotion.

Katyusha's foot slid towards the brake plate, but then she stepped on the accelerator and turned on the flashing lights on the radiator grille.

Your mom will understand.......

No, she won't understand, Katyusha thought. She definitely wouldn't.