The tone in the sheriff’s voice suggested the man was not in agreement with their report. Rey felt his temper boil within. He looked down at his bandaged hand in silence. It was twitching, desperate to punch something. Rey clenched it, the damn hand hurt but his mind was not on that.
It was almost eleven in the night and still they had no solution even though they had been sitting here for hours. He turned and looked at Derek, the man’s nose was swollen and red. Rey felt a wave of guilt grip him deep in his belly. He hadn’t wanted any one to get hurt because of him, especially Derek, the man was too good a friend to be put through so much hurt.
Rey sighed and looked back at the sheriff. “Yes, we are here to report Bernard Drew, he is keeping Daisy locked up in the house against her will
