Evelyn
When I returned to the chalet, the twilight had just departed, giving place to a night sky formed by a deep purple gradient like a bruise, dotted with stars.
The patrol car that had dawned in front of my house was still in the same place. I found officer David behind the wheel, his face illuminated by a bluish light while he watched videos on his cellphone.
"Good evening, David." I opened a simple smile as I passed by his car.
He lifted his eyes from the screen.
"Good evening, Miss Cross. How was your appointment?" Before leaving, I had warned him where I was going, although I did not have that obligation.
"It was great. Are you going to stay here tonight? Shouldn’t you go home?" I asked, concerned about the man’s well-being. I did not want him to exhaust himself for my safety
