I couldn’t help but yawn as the detective started his routine questioning. Yes, I have been under anesthesia for the surgery, but that didn’t mean I rested well. All I wanted to do was sleep. After what Joel did to me on this bed, lying beside me made me even more tired. When I looked over at him, he was grinning, knowing exactly why I was yawning to start with.
At first, the detective asked basic questions like my name and where I was from. I guess that it was supposed to be a way to get me to feel a little more comfortable with him, but it had the opposite effect. He should be less worried about my past and more focused on finding Jim.
“Okay, now it’s time to move on to what happened. Some of your friends paint a different picture for me, so I need you
