The officers handed her a few photos. "Here are some photos. If you don't mind, please take a look."
They were photos of a vaguely recognizable male body. Nathalia almost vomited at sight. Then something caught her attention. She knitted her brows.
The officers noticed the change on Nathalia's face and asked instantly, "Can you recognize it?"
"I'm not sure." Nathalia hesitated. "Is it murder or suicide?"
There were too many thoughts and doubts in her head. She didn't know how to think of it. She wasn't sure how she felt about it.
The police knew about the relationship between Nathalia and her father. They observed her closely and tried to guess her thoughts.
"It's still under investigation, but we shall have the verdict soon."
Nathalia was still processing the news, the possibility that her father was dead.
