Detective Huntington

1973 Words

 I closed the door after the Detective and I entered the living room and gestured for them to sit on the sofa and I took the chair. I sat nervously as I watched the Detective take out his notepad, I had never been interviewed by the police before.  "So Miss Hart you were working in the club last night, as you told me last night." I nodded. "And you saw nothing, where were you when the lights went out?" He quizzed me. For some reason my palms began to feel sweaty, I know I had nothing to hide. But, a part of me wanted to look after Adam. Could he be involved?  "I was up on the balcony I was serving a VIP booth at the time, my back was to the dance floor," I explained, he wrote down everything and his sergeant just listened.  "The booth you were serving did you know the occupants?" He qui

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