81: At the station

 *Soleil*

 “If you sit down over there, someone will come for you in a minute”. The officer behind the glass window points to a row of chairs.

 I nod and go to sit down. The colourful paintings made by local artists can not stop the room from closing in around me. The silence is unbearable. I don’t want to be alone with my thoughts right now, so I grab the nearest Magazine and flip through it. Like a satellite in orbit my thoughts continue sending out the same message: The dark one has killed Davina.

I try convincing myself that the murder is a coincidence. I pray that Siri is right, that it is just some ordinary lunatic, but my gut feeling k