Sarah
listened to the silky tones of Shirley Sue’s voice as it melted
away through the wall of the interrogation room. She strained her
ears in an effort to pick out a word or phrase from the murmurs as
she waited for her turn, but the walls were too thick. A cold chill
raced down her spine as her mind drifted to the thought of Aura
laying on top of her. She had been subject to the sensation all
morning, as though a whole army of ghosts had been parading across
her grave.
Fatigue
began to set in and Sarah blinked her eyes in an attempt to fight off
the waves of sleep as they washed over her. The hum of a fan in the
background intermingled with the sing song tone of Shirley Sue’s
voice, inviting her to rest her head.
A
shadow passed in front of her and she glanced up in time to see a
pair of black slacks move toward the interrogation door. Through the
haze of her rapidly blinking eyelids, Sarah registered the hollow
sound of the man rapping on the interrogation room. He carried a
large yellow envelope which twitched at his side as he waited for the
door to open. A moment later the wooden door swung open, revealing
Rob standing in the door frame.
“Looks
like the blades match,” the man said, handing Rob the envelope.
“Thanks
Todd.”
“No
prob Rob,” Todd said giving a quick nod before marching away.
Rob turned his
attention to Sarah. “Sorry to keep you waiting Sarah. You’re
welcome to come in now,” he said gesturing for her to enter the
room. “I’m just about done with Shirley Sue.”
Sarah stood up and
shook head in an effort to clear the heavy fog which clouded her
thoughts. “Wait a second,” Sarah said, walking into the room.
“Did he say that Aura’s blade matched the murder weapon?”
“It looks that
way.”
“Which case?”
“Both.”
Sarah greeted
Shirley Sue and took the seat she had previously occupied. Just as
her friend began to meander out of the room, the phone on the
interview desk rang out and shook violently. Rob answered the phone.
The color in his face drained as he listened to the receiver.
“Yes sir.”
“Yes.”
“Understood sir.”
With that Rob hung
up the phone. “That was the FBI,” he said clearing his throat.
“This case is now under their jurisdiction.”
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