While inside the patrol car, Sammy’s eyes were averting those of the officers, afraid they might see through his eyes the death of an annoying old woman.
‘Be still!’ the voice inside his head nagged. ‘You’re being obvious!’
He played with his fingers like a child who was waiting to arrive at their destination.
“Where are you taking me, officer?” Sammy asked with a shaky voice that he hid by giving a cough.
“To where we found a body.”
“But… but why does it have to be me?”
“Sir, we will not detain you. We just need you to check something, okay? What’re you so worried about? It’s not like you’ve killed someone.”
“No! Of course, I haven’t.” He swallowed a lump of butterflies in his stomach at the statement. “I’m… in fact, I’m actually looking for my daughter. It has been a few days sinc
