Dane
The woman was terrified she stared at me. I could tell that she was ready to talk, but something was holding her back. It was fear. I was running out of time and patience. I needed answers quickly.
“Start talking,” I ordered.
The woman nodded.
“There was a figure,” she began. “I couldn't recognize them but they had long hair like a woman. There’s no doubt that it’s a woman. She wasn’t wearing a mask, but I couldn't see her face because the hallway was dimly lit. When she saw me, she fled. I went into the room and looked into it and that was when I saw the witness and the two guards who were supposed to guard the door.”
I clenched my jaws as I stared at her. There was no doubt that she was telling the truth. But there was more to the story than she was telling us. Like how I ha
