Chapter 8
Kristen had managed to doze off for a few hours. Iris had come to bring her an old blanket and a pillow so she could rest. Despite the situation, she found the gesture generous. She had learnt some things from the one she believed to be Brian that had unsettled her, to say the least. She didn't know if what she had witnessed, for a few seconds, was real or if it was a figment of her imagination. There would have been enough, with everything she had been through for the past few hours.
— We're moving you somewhere else, Iris said when she entered the room.
She went to turn on the light and watched Kristen for a moment. The young woman did not look very clean. Her face was dirty, her hair was unbrushed and tangled. She had been wearing the same clothes since her k********g nearl
