As Tracy gestured with her hands to add emphasis to her words, she forgot that Marlinie's blood still stained her fingers.
Upon seeing the blood, the leader of the men in black suits knitted his brows. "The lady and the young miss might be injured. Search the house right away!" He immediately ordered.
The men behind him rushed into the house to conduct their search. They meticulously searched the upstairs and downstairs areas.
Seeing this, Tracy and Sheila were utterly panicked and began trembling with fear.
Tracy didn't even have time to help her daughter up. She stood to confront the men yet again. "What are you doing? Who gave you permission to come in?! Don't touch our things! Get out, or I'll call the police!"
However, she couldn't stop any of them, and none of them took her warning seriously.
The leader of the men said to Tracy, "Ma'am, if you want to call the police, go ahead. When they come, we will deal with them. But for now, please don't obstruct our search."
Tracy gritted her teeth. "Hooligans! You're nothing but hooligans!"
If she could've called the police, she would have done so already. But if the police came, they would find out that she had stabbed someone.
After shutting Tracy up, the leader turned to make a phone call to report the situation to his boss.
Sheila stood up, terrified and indignant at the situation. "Mom! Let's call the police! Look at them; they've turned our house upside down!"
In a hushed tone, Tracy replied to her daughter, "We can't, Sheila! We can't call the police! If we do, they will arrest me too!"
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