The universe hated me. That was the only way to put it and the only reasonable conclusion I could come to at the moment. Even an overly superstitious person would agree with me at this point, because what the hell did I do to keep on deserving this?
Just when I thought things were going to go well or when I was getting closer to the light at the end of the tunnel, something unexpected and totally unforeseen would ruin it all.
I stared at the woman in front of me, hoping she would have something to say. We'd been quiet for the last couple of minutes, and as it stretched it only proved the rogue thought that was swirling around in my mind.
What did she even mean? What did she mean by Alora was gone? Did she just disappear into thin air? She'd been at the police station for this long so
