"No, Mom, the short story competition is about to announce the results. Once I win first place, I'll be able to bask in endless glory in the writers' circle. My bright future is just around the corner; you can't ruin my good days for me!"

Winnie was terrified, blurting out anything that came to mind.

Upon hearing her words, Hannah was also shocked into pausing her call to the police.

"What did you say? The competition results haven't been announced yet. How do you know you'll come in first?"

Not even she, as a judge, knew the outcome. How could Winnie know?

Only then did Winnie realize her slip of...