The officer frowned, realizing that Bianca didn’t know Marisa. There was no motive for revenge.

He sighed softly and looked at the injured woman on the ground. “That’s Marisa,” he said quietly, “the house cleaner at your mother’s place.”

Bianca’s eyes widened in shock. “That’s Marisa?”

She looked at the injured woman, who was struggling to breathe. The sight was so distressing that Bianca felt sick. She turned away, holding her mouth, and quickly threw up.

How could this ...