"You had already reminded me before that the door lock was broken, but I was too busy with work and didn't get it fixed."
Steven lowered his head in remorse beside me.
I hugged my husband and patted him on the back to comfort him.
My father-in-law was devastated by the death of my mother-in-law, no wonder his face didn't look good at the hospital.
I hadn't been home for long when the police came to the door and took me to the police station for questioning.
I was taken to a room that was completely sealed, with a table and three chairs.
Two police officers sat across from me, one responsible for recording and the other for questioning.
There was a lamp on the table that made my eyes hurt.
The police officer in charge of questioning noticed and moved the lamp aside, showing me a friendly smile.
"Mrs. Lance, you don't need to be nervous. Just tell us the truth."
I nodded to indicate that I understood.
"Why is there so much dry ice in the warehouse at your home? Don't you know that a large amount of dry ice can cause suffocation and death?"