Zoey rushed into the police station and headed to the head bureau, when the receptionist stopped her. “Miss, do you have an appointment? You can’t just walk in there”
“I need to speak with inspector Roberts. She took Emmanuel here for some questions” Zoey said breathing fast. “He didn’t do it. He didn’t kill Shannen”
“I’ll see if she’s available” the receptionist said. She pressed a button on the phone and a few seconds later she got Isabel on the phone. She explained what was going on. She hung up and looked at Zoey. “Inspector Roberts will be here in a minute”
A minute turned out to be thirty seconds. Isabel walked out of hearing room three and towards Zoey’s direction.
“Mrs. Allen, why don’t you follow me into my office” Isabel suggested. She walked into her office and closed the door behind Zoey. She offered her a seat and sank down in her own chair. “I hear you have some information”
Zoey took a deep breath. “Look, I can’t help you find Shannen’s killer, as much as I would want to. But I can help you scratch at least one name. Emmanuel didn’t do it, inspector. From 3:35 pm till 9 pm he was with me. First we went to the hospital, where we stayed until 5pm. Then I came back home where I found Alex all alone. I tried to call Shannen, but she didn’t answer. I was angry of course, she left my baby alone. So Emmanuel and I drove to my parents house and dropped her there. It was about 6 pm by the time we were there, so we decided to have a bite while on our way back to the hospital. At 8 pm we drove back to the hospital. I packed Daphne’s stuff and Emmanuel carried Daphne into the car. Then we drove her to a psychiatric clinic. It was 9 pm when I drove Emmanuel back home. I saw him enter the house and I drove back home” Zoey declared.
“I need to speak with inspector Roberts. She took Emmanuel here for some questions” Zoey said breathing fast. “He didn’t do it. He didn’t kill Shannen”
“I’ll see if she’s available” the receptionist said. She pressed a button on the phone and a few seconds later she got Isabel on the phone. She explained what was going on. She hung up and looked at Zoey. “Inspector Roberts will be here in a minute”
A minute turned out to be thirty seconds. Isabel walked out of hearing room three and towards Zoey’s direction.
“Mrs. Allen, why don’t you follow me into my office” Isabel suggested. She walked into her office and closed the door behind Zoey. She offered her a seat and sank down in her own chair. “I hear you have some information”
Zoey took a deep breath. “Look, I can’t help you find Shannen’s killer, as much as I would want to. But I can help you scratch at least one name. Emmanuel didn’t do it, inspector. From 3:35 pm till 9 pm he was with me. First we went to the hospital, where we stayed until 5pm. Then I came back home where I found Alex all alone. I tried to call Shannen, but she didn’t answer. I was angry of course, she left my baby alone. So Emmanuel and I drove to my parents house and dropped her there. It was about 6 pm by the time we were there, so we decided to have a bite while on our way back to the hospital. At 8 pm we drove back to the hospital. I packed Daphne’s stuff and Emmanuel carried Daphne into the car. Then we drove her to a psychiatric clinic. It was 9 pm when I drove Emmanuel back home. I saw him enter the house and I drove back home” Zoey declared.
She bent on her knees and her hands glided over the earth. She didn’t know what she was going to find, but a strong feeling inside of her told her there was something underneath the earth. Something she needed to find.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and more fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and more fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.