TWENTY-FOUR
"I'm Detective McGuinness. We need a statement from you, Miss Lockyer." The detective was an older man who looked sympathetic and understanding. He hadn't trusted this to any underling – he wanted to be the one who asked me questions. "I understand this will be upsetting for you, but we need your assistance to catch the people who did this to you."
I nodded, thinking, Don't you dare leave. Somehow during the night I'd decided I needed Nathan. I reached for Nathan's hand, but I couldn't feel a damn thing through the bandages today. I looked down, carefully placing my fingers between Nathan's as I held his hand. I could feel a faint pressure as his fingers curled around mine.
I looked up and found Detective McGuinness' eyes on our linked hands. He cleared his throat and looked
