Darkness.
That was all she could see. Alexandra blinked her eyes twice at the darkened ceiling then sighed. She turned over and reached for her night lamp, turning it on with a click. Almost immediately, the whole room was illuminated by the bright purple light.
She stayed still on her bed for a moment longer before turning over on her side and curling into a fetus position.
She felt disturbed. It had been a whole week since she had been discharged from the hospital yet she had been unable to get even the slightest lead on Natalie Marsh. The contact number she had been given had already been disconnected by the time she tried calling and the residential address had been vacated long ago.
It was like the woman had vanished into thin air, taking her existence with her. This was
