Dani
“Here, sweetheart.” The female police officer hands me a styrofoam cup filled with coffee, then she leaves the room.
I've been here for over an hour just waiting. My mind is all over the place. I didn't mean to do what I did, but I didn't see any other way to make it all stop. He was going to kill me. What was I supposed to do? Stand there and let him slit my throat?
Believe me, Joel would have done it. He'd come to the end of his rope, and he wanted to hang me with him. Slit my throat anyway.
“Dani.” I swallow hard. Sheriff Harper just walked through the door with his Deputy, Freddy, my friend.
Both men sit at the table in front of me, notebooks open, pens poised. I have never been more terrified than I am right now, but I'm oddly at peace at the same time.
“I'm sorry we've kep
