Chapter 210: The Interrogation

Moana

When we arrived at the police station, Edrick helped me out of the cop car and held me closely as we walked inside.

Once we were inside, I immediately noticed that the other people who were there suddenly got very quiet and started giving Edrick and I strange looks. I tried to ignore it, but it was hard to do that when I had spent the last two days at work being whispered about. Only this time, I didn’t know whether they were whispering about my “unluckiness” as a late bloomer or whether they were whispering about the warehouse incident.

Either way, I felt myself getting somewhat sick as the officer led us down a narrow and fluorescent-lit hallway to the interrogation room.

We stopped outside the door and he opened it, letting me in. It was a small room with a metal table in the center, a couple of chairs, and a fluorescent light on the ceiling. I could see a camera in the corner of the ceiling and a “mirror”, which I was certain was a one-way mirror. I instantly felt even more sick as I wondered just how many people were watching this.

Suddenly, just as Edrick was coming in after me, the officer stopped him.

“Sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to wait outside,” he said. He sounded amicable, but his words made me nervous, and I could tell that Edric was just as nervous.

with her,” Edrick said somewhat angrily. “Why can’t I be with her

interview needs

looked at me with concern in his eyes. I felt terrified, but I hid it well and nodded at him, even going so far as to

from me and pulled out a notebook. “Now… Let’s begin. Can you tell me, in your own words, what happened that night before the

taxi. But then, just as I was about

his hand out as he furrowed his brow. “You

“Midnight,” I said.

were you taking your daughter in a taxi headed away from Mr. Morgan’s penthouse at

public, which could cause a lot of problems. Not only that, but

I…” I stammered, my heart racing. I felt myself get even more

that,” the officer said. “I’m sorry

again, I started to tell the rest of the story. I told the officer about how I was hit in the head, and how Ella tried to run away. I then told him

I felt even more sick as I tried to say the word

Miss Fowler?” the officer asked.

said quietly. “He

up to that metal chair. I saw Edrick’s head split open, blood pooling up on the floor around him. I saw

“I need you to cooperate, otherwise this is going to

nape of my neck. “As I was saying, he was holding a gun to my head, and there was a bright light… H-He told me

felt dry and cracked, and I reached for the glass of water sitting in front of me.

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