KAYLA POV The journey back to that old bridge house was like a movement back to my past. But I was consoled that I had a mission there. In Joe's SUV, his cigarette smoke was thick but I didn't care due to what I've seen for the past days. The journey was a silent one as neither of us said anything to each other. It felt like we've said everything that needed to be discussed. In no time, I saw the bridge house in sight once again as it looked unrecognizable. It looked like a deformed skeleton adorned with yellow caution tape all around the place. Looking at this structure before me, I couldn't call it a house anymore because everything in it has darkened to an unusual extent. Despite the fire dying out long ago, white smokes were still visibly seen moving around like ghosts. When we reached a certain meter away from the house, Joe stopped the car which I came out. I realized this was a driveway then. Detective Joe came out also but leaning on the car. "I'll give your space, Kayla bu
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