Violet's POV
“We are here for Miss. Violet.” I heard the brown haired policeman tell Nathan at the doorstep. I was sure the man didn't want to call my step father's last name, that was why he stuck to calling me ‘Miss. Violet.’
I was with Nathan and Victor was just in the living room with my mother. The policeman’s voice was loud enough to be heard.
I stood still like I had lost the flow of blood to my body parts. I didn't even know what to say. I couldn't believe what was happening. Nathan, who was standing in front of me, guarded me like his little cub.
He too didn't know what to do. His eyes were wide with shock. I remember he told me he had reached out to some people who could cover up the ‘dirt’. I guessed the police still wanted to know who killed a full grown man.
“What's go
