Cathy

Zoe's POV

By the time I return, the police officers are on their way out.

"Miss," the older man tipped his hat. "We'll be on our way. We are going to question her further tomorrow."

"We will be sending some guards to ensure you both are kept safe, just in case her kidnappers come looking for her. They will be on night watch just outside."

I nodded and muttered a thank you before they finally left.

I made my way back to her room to find her still looking out into space. I half-expected that she would be asleep, she looked as exhausted as I felt.

After a bath and medication, a bit of colour had returned to her skin but it did nothing to reduce the effect of the probable last ten years has done to her. She still looked like an estranged sister of a zombie.

"Mu…" The word comes out to my utter bewilderment before I shove it back in. How tired am I? I face-palm myself which does not help my case because it only aggravated the pounding in my head. I took a deep breath before I spoke ag