Chapter 55The door opened and Huxley walked into the interrogation room. He was enduring a monster headache and hadn't wanted to show his face after all. Yet, this might be their only chance to see Emma up close to try to understand how she could have gone so wrong. He moved stiffly, as if his ribs were still aching.
Emma looked at his condition, frowned, and looked away. Hopefully, she still thought they were cops because Huxley still wore his police clothing too. He remained a little beat up looking but he removed his dark glasses. Emma looked again right into Huxley's eyes, his topaz-blue eyes that his family was known for. The site of his eyes must have sparked a memory in her mind. She gasped, could barely speak. “W-who are you?” She looked at Sara. “Who are you people?”
“I've been
