I love you, I won't kill you

The family conversation about Jolie's future career was unexpectedly interrupted last night.Isabella looked at her daughter's back as she went upstairs, and asked her husband, "Sweetheart's purpose of learning Spanish is to find a job in the California judiciary?"

Ralph relaxed on the sofa, and his legs were naturally raised on the coffee table, "Hmm. There is no harm in learning another language. At least, 19.6% of the population of the city we live in speak Spanish."

"But why would she think of going to California or Los Angeles?"

"Honey, everyone loves California, the sun, the sand, doesn't it?"

"Hmm, but Chicago is also good, second only to New York and Los Angeles."

Ralph smiled while watching the baseball game on TV, "Hahaha, I got you. This time, you admit that Chicago is behind Los Angeles, right?"

Isabella glared at her husband, "Let's watch your game carefully."

Ralph comforted his wife and said casually, "Okay. If you really miss my baby, we can move to Los Angeles after retirement."

Isabella glanced at him, "I think Chicago is pretty good, I like this city. It's just that I don't want what happened to Chris to happen to my sweetheart again."

Ralph put his arms around his wife. "Don't worry. Honey is a girl, and she knows how to protect herself."

Chris Mitchell, the first son of the Mitchell family. In the autumn when I was 13 years old, I accidentally witnessed a murder case just because I played skateboard with my classmates for a while after school.

As a police witness, he was shot three times by the murderer's accomplice with a 9mm pistol before testifying in court, and died on the spot on the street near the school.Although the murderer and his accomplices were finally sentenced to life imprisonment, Ralph, his wife and young daughter Julie still spent several years in grief.

Now, in the room on the second floor, Julie wants to know where the ashes of the golden retriever "Amanda" are.In any case, she felt that flowers or a photo of the golden retriever should be placed next to the columbarium as a memorial.

When he got up from the bed and was going to ask his father, he saw something impressively placed on the cabinet by the window. "Honey, they put you in such a small urn. Poor Amanda!" Julie murmured, holding the urn in her arms.

"Even though you're a golden retriever, you're supposed to stay with my family! I'll put you next to Chris' picture if you want, baby, okay?"

Jolie put the urn next to the photo of her deceased brother Chris Mitchell and continued, "Well, now you two can live in heaven. If you really miss me, Just appear in my dream, okay?"

Picking up the small card on the side of the flowers, Julie saw that the last signature was Alice Kearns.I thought to myself, "Should I forgive her? If it was me, 'Whiskey' and 'Amanda' would both be involved in a car accident. Then, what about the driver who caused the accident? Did Alice let him go?"

Thinking of this, he turned and walked to the bedside, picked up the phone and dialed it.Unexpectedly, the phone rang a few times and was transferred to voicemail.Julie had to leave what she wanted to say in the voicemail, "Uh, Alice, call me if you have time. I want to ask you something."

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The next morning, at 7:35, Julie led the St. Bernard from a run in Winnemac Park near the block and returned to her lawn.Wiping the sweat off his face with a towel, he took off the MP3 player and earphones on his left arm.

Smiling, he said to the St. Bernard dog, "Whisky, are you tired? Don't worry, I'll let you enjoy a delicious meal later."

"Wow, 5 miles, our sweetheart only took 25 minutes to run back." Ralph looked at his watch after breakfast, and said to Julie who had just walked into the house.

"Please, Daddy, this result is not the best." As Julie spoke, she picked up a large plastic container from the countertop on the side of the kitchen, and poured some dog food into the whiskey bowl.

"Honey, go take a shower. I have your favorite chicken salad sandwich, dark chocolate and jelly for you," Isabella said to her daughter.

"No, Mommy, all I need is a sandwich and a big glass of milk." Julie said as she turned to go upstairs.

"What? You don't even eat your favorite dark chocolate?"

"Yeah. I admit that I still like to eat dark chocolate, but I want to be in the best shape."

Fifteen minutes later, after taking a shower, Julie changed into navy blue women's business attire and returned to the first floor.Ralph stepped forward and hugged his daughter, "Sweetheart, don't make it hard for Alice. Although I know that 'Amanda' died, she has a certain responsibility."

"Daddy, I see. Oh, uh, if you are free during lunch time, can you get me a certificate of no criminal record?" Julie said a few words before her father left.

"No problem. Uh, sent to your mailbox?" Ralph asked again when he walked out of the house.

"That's right. Daddy, you're a good cop." Julie smiled and hugged Ralph.

Back in the kitchen, sitting at the dining table eating a sandwich, Julie said to her mother Isabella, "Mum, I will rent a car later, and then go to Connie's office in the city." Isabella La nodded, "Uh huh, drive carefully. Uh, what did you mean by keeping in top condition just now?"

Looking at her mother's face, Julie smiled, "It's nothing. It's just that I don't want to turn myself into a 300-pound fat man."

"That's interesting. Hmm, do you know where the rental car company is nearby?"

"I know. There's one on Elston Avenue west of Lawrence Avenue."

Isabella smiled and stroked her daughter's hair a few times, "Honey, do you need me to drive you there?"

Julie put down the glass after drinking the milk, "Of course."

At 8:40 a.m., Julie sped out of the rental car agency on Elston Drive in an ivory pearl Infiniti FX35 city SUV.From the car phone, I called Connie, "Hi, is this Ms. Hendricks?"

"It's me. Uh, Julie?"

"Yes. I can come to your office right now, if you don't mind."

"Er, well. I trust that your problem can be settled by ten o'clock in the morning."

"No problem at all."

Twenty minutes later, Julie drove into the underground parking lot at 20 South Dearborn Street in the Chicago Loop.Walk into the elevator and soon come to the door of Talbot Law Firm on the 2400th floor of the building.

Led by the legal assistant, I came to Connie Hendrix's office.Connie held a cup of decaffeinated soy milk latte carefully brewed by her assistant, and stood in front of the window overlooking the city scenery of the Loop District.

"Good morning, Ms. Hendricks." Julie said smiling while standing at her desk with a briefcase in hand.

"Good morning. Well, sit down." Connie turned and said to Julie.

When Julie sat down, she said modestly, "I'm sorry, I had to deal with some personal matters a while ago. So, I want to gain some experience in the firm before the end of the summer vacation."

Connie put down her coffee cup and laughed, "Julie, why are you still so alien? No matter which large firm you will apply for in the future, I really hope to be friends with you."

"Why? Is it because I am the sheriff's daughter?"

"There are many reasons. However, I believe that a J.D. from the No. 1 law school in the US News rankings should not disappoint too much. Right?"

"Thank you. But I'm not a J.D. yet."

Connie smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, even if you are an Asian without a green card."

Julie nodded, and then took out some paper documents from her briefcase, "Thank you. Here are my school transcripts, the certificate of the bar exam passed in February this year, and the lawyer's license."

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