Julia gawked at the officer, puzzled. At this moment of tension, she was confused and couldn't point at anyone.
It was difficult for an emerging designer to gain recognition among established, well-known designers. Despite all the competition, her business was doing well. People liked her work.
There had to be rivalries, but she had no idea who they were.
She shook her head and murmured, "I don't know. I… didn't expect anything like this would happen in such a place, which is highly secured. Surveillance cameras are everywhere. The security guards are also stationed there. How could some burglars break into my boutique?"
She said it rapidly in one breath. Her words reflected her anxiety, fear, and anger.
