Nathan and Burke had been waiting, with as much patience as they could, for nearly an hour and a half before a nurse approached across the waiting room and came to a stop in front of them.
“Miss Reynolds has been treated now so you can talk to her, but only briefly, she has a mild concussion and needs to rest.”
“Thank you.” Nathan got to his feet so he could follow the nurse.
“Hello, I’m Detective Inspector Stone, and this is Detective Sergeant Burke, I’m not sure if you remember him,” he said when they reached the private room where Amber Reynolds had been placed. “Do you mind if we ask you some questions about what happened to you?”
Mrs Reynolds opened her mouth, her expression indicating that her response to the question would be a negative one, but her daughter got in before she co
