He took a hard grip on her wrist, slamming it against the wall and held it up. He smiled wicked as he let his hand travel from her soft cheek down her neck. She shivered, as it felt like ice spreading from his fingers, however, she made no resistance. But suddenly, a knife glistened in the dim light. ### L has a murder investigation going on, but this time, she can't seem to find a pattern. Will she be able to solve the crime alone? Or will she need some unwanted help? And will this sad mystery melt her ice cold heart?