“Stephie- Michael anxiously wanted to take me away, saying, “They’ve already called the police,


    you should leave with me for now. I’lle up with a n.”


    Yasmin started screaming in the crowd. She was deliberately exaggerating the situation. She then


    looked at Michael nervously, asking, “Michael, what–Who killed this man?”


    Michael frowned and said, “He’s not dead yet.”


    “What’s going on, Michael? Did Stephy-” Yasmin purposely looked at me and was horrified by the


    blood on me. “You’ve gone overboard, Stephy! What should we do now? You would be sentenced


    for intentional murder!”


    Michael’s face was pale. He refused to let go of my wrist as he said, “Juste with me for now. I’ll


    find ways to bail you out.”


    “You must be crazy.” Joel walked over and pushed through Michael’s hand that was on mine. He


    then said, “Even a high schooler like me knew that there’s no guilt in justifiable self–defense!”


    “But she had gone overboard, this is excessive self–defense!” Yasmin covered her mouth on


    purpose before saying, “Everyone had seen it.”


    “Why are you still bbering away then if everyone had seen it?” Joel scolded Yasmin. “You look


    like you’re asking to receive the brunt of excessive self–defense yourself!”


    Joel yanked the car door open and pushed me into the car irregardless. “He had smashed the car


    window, pulled her out, took out a knife and attempted to kill her. There shouldn’t be any issue if


    she took over his knife and stabbed him a few times to stop him frommitting more crimes.”


    The police and ambnce came soon after. Those people from the Lincoln family were probably


    hoping that the man would just die like that. They could’ve charged me for excessive self–defense if


    that really happened.


    Unfortunately, he was only bleeding and gut fightened. He was not in any life–threatening danger.


    The doctor and nurses examined his wounds and drew in a sharp breath. “Ten stab wounds, and


    each of


    them avoided the vital organs. The wounds aren’t deep either, it’s probably just minor injuries.”


    The man, who was pale from terror, was lifted onto the ambnce. I wasn’t sure if his injuries were


    fatal or not, but it surely terrified him to death.


    “How amazing.” A familiar voice sounded from outside the car door, Easob was leaning against the


    car, teasing her. He had probablye along responding to the calls,


    “How did you manage to avoid all his vital organs with each stab? Your moves were clean and


    efficient,” Eason asked, looking suspiciously at me. He knocked his gloved hand on the car door,


    and I knew that he was interrogating me.


    “I don’t know-“I really didn’t know what I was doing earlier. My brain was nk.


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    “There was a case many years ago, where a youth was stabbed in an orphanage. His wounds


    weren’t deep and each stab wasn’t fatal. The youth was not in life–threatening danger, but he went


    insane out of fear once he regained consciousness.


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    *Try guessing who was the one who stabbed that youth to the point of sending him to insanity back


    then?” Eason asked, looking at me with a scrutinizing gaze.


    It was as if he was trying to see through me. I subconsciously averted his gaze as I replied, “I don’t


    know.”


    “That perpetrator’s name was Stephanie Carlson,” Eason said, his voice deep.


    My body froze and I looked toward him subconsciously. Was it me? I couldn’t recall anything at all.


    “Pleasee with us, Ms. Larson,” he said, asking me to get out of the car.


    “That was justifiable self–defense, how could you- Joel was about to stop Eason, but was pulled


    back by


    Ewan.


    “No matter what the situation was, she has to assist in the police investigation,” Eason said


    indifferently, casting a warning gaze at Joel.


    My knees were weak as I got out of the car. Eason took out a white handkerchief from his pocket


    and wiped off the blood from my cheek with a smile.


    I hissed in pain. That was when my cheeks were scraped by the shards of ss. Easonughed


    before ushering me into the police car.


    “You can’t let her off! She’s a murderer!” the women from before were still screaming.


    Eason eyed the pair of women indifferently and said, “Your husband isn’t dead yet. How could she


    be a murderer if he wasn’t dead?”


    The women were stunned to silence from Eason’s air of authority. I then got into the police car and


    nodded toward Ewan to indicate that I was alright. alright.