დ Aidan დ
The room was cold. A lot colder than I had expected. The detective sat down across from me and studied me for a long moment.
“Start from the beginning,” he suggested as he slid a paper cup toward me. It was the way he watched me. His badge said ‘Polls’ and his gaze was sharp.
“I woke up on a couch,” I said. “At the winery. I did not know where I was,”
“And before that,” he asked as he tapped his pen against the table. “What do you remember?”
“Nothing,” I lied. He tapped the pen again and again. Not fast. Not slow. But enough to crawl underneath my skin.
“Come on, it’s not as if you just decided to take a nap in some stranger’s house,” he said as he leaned back in his chair. “Someone took you there,”
“Oh, yes. Elara found me outside the bar and took me to the winery,” I s
