5
Lisa was quiet on the ride to the police station, the countryside flashing by in a dark blur. The happiness and satisfaction she had derived from singing had evaporated, and in its place a growing knot of anxiety swelled, threatening to engulf her at any moment. She felt on the verge of tears, a feeling which was exacerbated by Tom’s mumbled reassurances. If only she had been able to help that girl, she thought sadly. From what Lisa remembered, she hadn’t been much older than herself. She had her whole life ahead of her, and now it had been cut short in the most awful manner. Lisa wondered briefly about the cause of death. She pushed the morbid thoughts aside, shivering. She wrapped her arms around herself for warmth. Once they were firmly ensconced in an interview room at the police st
