I’ve put Marty into one of the hotel suites. It’s not ideal, but it will have to do until we sort out something better, perhaps once she can stay with friends or family…
Did she mention a sister?
I tap on the door. “Marty? It’s Michael.”
“Come in.”
“Everything okay for you? Do you have everything you need?”
She perches on the end of the bed, hunched over, stroking a cat, I’d say as much for her own comfort as the cat’s. “Yes, it’s very nice. Thank you.” She looks utterly lost.
I sit beside her, leaving enough distance between us to be sure I’m not invading her personal space. “Marty, you’re safe here. The police have guards outside. I know it’s hard, but you can relax.”
canShe nods, chewing at a lip.
“Would you like to join us to eat? My family, I mean, at the house. Not just the r
