After being killed by dad's criminal, forensic mom dissects me.

When the monster tortured me to death, my dad, Captain Miller, a top-tier detective, and my mom, Dr. Davis, the city’s chief medical examiner, were busy cheering on my sister, Chloe, at her competition.

To get back at my dad, who had once put his brother behind bars, the criminal cut out my tongue. Then, using my own phone, he dialed my dad’s number. My dad snapped just one line before hanging up: “Whatever it is, your sister Chloe’s competition is what matters most today!”

The criminal sneered, a dark chuckle escaping him. “Looks like I grabbed the wrong one. I thought they’d care more about their biological daughter!”

At the crime scene, my parents were horrified by the gruesome state of the body, raging at the killer’s cruelty.

Yet, they didn’t recognize the person lying there, so horribly mutilated, as their own flesh and blood.

…… My body was found in an abandoned, unfinished building.

The construction workers were retching, one hand clamped over their mouths, as they dialed 91