Kathy's POV
It was late.
7pms in this city was usually always dark, but thanks to the alluring, shiny street lights and lights from billboards, the city was properly lit.
I stood outside. I was empty. The only thing on me was a $100 note. None of the officers attested to seeing any of my belongings. Those motherfucking thieves!!
I still wondered how easily I got released. Could it be Derek? Or Ethan? Or maybe I was overthinking the whole situation. Besides, I was indeed not guilty. And one thing I was certain of was that Ethan would not have killed Chloe.
I have been walking for half an hour now! I walked to a bench stationed almost under a street light and I sat there alone, slowly immersing myself in deep thoughts and drowning myself into the night.
I craved a bottle or two of
