Vera’s POV
I asked him a question, but the determination in my eyes conveyed to Raymond that I already had my own answer. He hesitated for a few seconds, glanced at the surveillance camera on the ceiling, and then nodded heavily.
"The surveillance doesn't record sound. You can tell me anything if you'd like; it’s safe with me. Tell me what exactly happened," I said.
I initially thought that we had established at least a minimum level of trust, but when I finished speaking, the child in front of me pursed his lips and refused to speak again.
"If you don't want to speak, can you draw and tell me? Is that okay?" I was talking to him slowly and calmly. I noticed faint traces of color on his body and calluses on his fingers, but Raymond did not go to school. Therefore, the evidence suggeste
