Chapter 37 Whom Do You Love?

When Clinton and Eddie came to the scene, gun fight stopped already. Many police cars were thee. Some dead bodies were covered with white clothes, carried out from the room and then put in the car. They stopped immediately. They had all experienced many ups and downs, so that they knew clearly, they were too late to do anything useful. John was dead. Sandra wasn't in the house. Eddie looked at Clinton coolly. "Did you do this? It was like his chest was punched as hard as the echo of the death of John. He remembered vaguely still that the woman said John was her only family. For a moment he thought if Sandra knew about it, how sad she would be. Originally, he didn't want to respond to Eddie, but eventually he replied. Stiffly. "No." Eddie looked at his face closely with doubt to make sure if he was lying. After a while, he didn't find any traces to say otherwise. Then he said, compromisingly. "If it was not you, then it must be her. My informant said Sandra was taken b