They drove straight to the station. The entire police team had been waiting for either of them to show up as they already had the witness in custody.
Like a race for who would get the better hand of the deal, they both rushed inside the interrogation room and were stunned to see the chief himself handling things there. Both stood outside the one way mirror and watched him.
He had just pushed a bottle of water to a pretty much horrified woman who had a blanket thrown over her shoulder. She had been crying.
She was still crying and everything about her shower trauma and the depth of her pain.
Her lean fingers made for the water, shaking as they did while each sob left her body shuddering.
She sniffled as she uncapped the bottle then drank.
Chief Hanks reclined as he watched her take her sip.
The moment she dropped the bottle, she thanked him with her eyes before staring at him.
Those eyes.
They reflected horror and pain at the moment.
"Feeling better now?" He asked her.
