"Is that your cat, Officer?" Melanie strangely asked.
Lawrence nodded. One of the officers gestured for him to sit at Melanie's right side.
"What is it's name?"
"Little Snow." Lawrence naturally answered.
Melanie's face stiffened. She look at Lawrence's face then at the cat before she smiled wryly.
"Officer, did you know? One year ago, my grandfather died. He was murdered. Right when the murderer was uncovered, his favorite grandson died...." She said wistfully.
"He died in an accident. You have the same name and he also carried a white beautiful cat like yours."
The officers in the room look at Lawrence. Their attention was on the white proud cat that lift it's chin when it was called beautiful.
Lawrence open his mouth to respond but Melanie spoke first.
"My little sister Diane is not a good person." She straightforwardly said.