Elly Campbell leaned on Adam Jones's shoulder, her mind filled with scenes from that moment.
She had just begun to suspect that man, and before she had the chance to tell Helen, she was suddenly pushed hard and far away by her.
She watched as the man plunged a fruit knife into Helen's chest, thrusting forcefully again and again.
At that moment, she felt so powerless, only able to watch helplessly as Helen was stabbed.
In her mind, the image of the fruit knife piercing Helen Melendy's heart replayed incessantly, and Adam could distinctly feel Elly's eyes trembling even more violently below.
He furrowed his brows and held her in his arms a little tighter.
Like comforting a child, he gently patted her back.
They waited for over an hour before the light in the emergency room finally went out.
Harry Hall almost sprang up from his chair the instant the light went out, rushing to the door of the emergency room.
"How is she, doctor?"
