The police lights painted the rain-soaked parking lot in flashing red and blue. The dead maintenance staff lay beneath a white sheet now.
Still.
Silent.
Jayda couldn’t stop staring at the outline of the body. Just minutes ago, he was talking.
Breathing.
Terrified.
Now there was nothing.
The rainwater slowly crawled beneath the wheels of the parked cars while officers moved around the area shouting instructions at each other. Someone pushed yellow tape across the entrance. Another officer photographed the bloodstains on the pavement.
Click.
Click.
Click.
The sound made Jayda feel sick.
“Miss?”
Jayda blinked slowly after hearing the female officer beside her.
“You need to sit down.”
Jayda looked at her blankly. Only then did she realize how hard her hands were shaking.
“I’m o
