<div style="text-align: justify;">Joanna nodded when Jonathan told her to sit down. Allowing the detective to lead her to a chair, the young secretary nearly dropped on it. Her eyes kept open with some difficulty, and the girl felt slightly unwell. Once again she had that feeling that something was wearing off. An annoying headache started creeping into Joanna, and she closed her eyes for a moment.<br/><br/>The secretary really didn't expect a body when she asked Jonathan to look around her room before she entered it. Who expects that, after all? The worst case scenario in Joanna's imagination was to find out that everything had been raided in her bedroom too.<br/><br/>Lucky for Joanna, she didn't see what Jonathan had seen. But she could notice that something was wrong. Pushing herself out of the chair, Joanna took a few steps forward. Without thinking much, the young woman pushed the door just a little. The poor girl's face lost the last bits of color, and she buried her face on Jonathan's chest, shaking like a leaf.<br/><br/>"Oh, my God", she murmured, and nodded. "Y-yes, we should. Oh, God". Another peek at the body, and she shot a pathetic look up at Jonathan. "I didn't do this... I... I have nothing to do with this... Please, you must believe me..."</div>