He’d been listening while his little sister repeated the story of her brutal attack for the third time to the detective in the room, each time his gut twisted, his hands clenched, and his heart ached. What kind of man attacked a helpless woman? A monster. A monster that sets fires and stops at nothing to silence potential witnesses to his crimes; a devilish beast that lacked compassion; a soulless coward terrified of punishment. Ty forced himself to look at her. The blood that’d stained her blond hair was long gone, but the cuts and bruises on her face remained. Battle wounds. He knew the physical damage would heal with time—it was the emotional trauma that worried him most. “Excuse me, detective”, the doctor announced as he stood by the door. “Miss Everitt needs to rest. Can we continue this another time?” The detective closed his notepad and stuck his pen back into his shirt pocket. “No problem; I think we have enough information for now.” He stood and then handed Olivia his card.
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