Watching Kimberly drive off like that left a gaping hole in my chest where my heart was meant to be.
I was still standing in that damn parking lot, staring at the space where Kim’s car had been. I didn’t know what hurt more, what she said or the fact that it was true. I might have pictured her as Andrea at first, but I knew Andrea was dead and wasn't coming back.
Enough of this dramatic s**t!
I turned around and walked straight back into the station. I didn’t care about the consequences anymore. Someone needed to answer for this mess.
As soon as I stepped into the lobby, I spotted Blackwell again. He was standing near the front desk, drinking coffee. Perhaps he thought I had left already and looked so unbothered that it bothered me.
I stormed up to him. “You’re full of s**t, you kn
