Sparks Of Hatred

20. There's Something In Her Room

"I need to look around Hilda's room now," Detective Anna said. Then she got a quick nod from Mr. Lockwood.

"Oh yes, let's go there. I told you that Hilda's room is upstairs, right?"

"Yes, you did, Mr. Lockwood." Detective Anna said, who immediately stood up, following Mr. Lockwood's lead.

"Let's go up there."

"Please."

Detective Anna followed Mr. Lockwood up the stairs to the second floor. She looked around, the furnishings and interiors of the house were a mix of classic and elegant. Everything was mesmerizing and a feast for the eyes.

Until finally, Detective Anna did not realize when Mr. Lockwood had arrived at the place she wanted. She almost bumped into his back, but luckily he didn't notice.

After opening the door to Hilda's room, Mr. Lockwood turned to face Detective Anna. He smiled slightly and said, "This is my daughter's room, detective. Please come in," he said.

Detective Anna said yes. She nodded her head. "Thank you, Mr. Lockwood. May I come in now?"

"Sure."

As her feet b