(Ben POV)
Somehow, the more time I spend with this girl, the more of a mystery she becomes.
A week ago, she was a silent, timid, unresponsive girl. She didn't talk, she didn't cry, she didn't interact with anyone at all. Then yesterday a switch flipped and suddenly she was talking, yelling, glaring, displaying emotions, arguing, and describing in excruciating detail the most horrible moments of her life. I half-expected to wake up this morning to discover it had all been a dream I'd created to finally get this case moving along.
And the few details I was able to pull out of her about the time she spent in Alaska -
I'm still not sure whether to believe her about that. Hitchhiking across the Alaskan wilderness in a blizzard with a trucker she didn't know? The girl I dragged from that mil
