Chapter 368

One of the men asked firmly but politely, "Excuse me, are you Ms. Wiley?" I nodded and tried to keep my voice steady. "I am. What is this about?" "We're from the police special task force. There are some details we need to clarify regarding the incident from earlier today." The man in the lead showed his ID, and his tone suggested that there was no room for doubt. I froze and was surprised that what had seemed like a simple robbery would soon inflict me. Though I was suspicious, I did my best to stay calm and stepped aside to let them in. One thought struck me—how likely it was for the police to visit my house at such a late hour? I stopped abruptly as I was immediately alerted. My eyes darted between the men and tried to catch any signs of abnormality in their faces. Then, a small detail caught my attention. The ID the leader had shown seemed to have an odd reflection. It was not quite the kind one would expect from a genuine plastic card under indoor lightning. "Give me a minu