Love, Obsession, Torture
“Miss Robin, could you answer a couple of questions? I’m Detective Inspector, Karen Waters, Bexley CID. Can you tell me your name and address?”
I pulled the edges of the blanket draped around me tighter, noticing the blood on my whole body. I stared bleakly at her, unresponsive.
“Miss Robin,” she said softly. “Do you know where you are?” I nodded gently, spurring a nod from her.
“Good. Can you tell me your full name, and address?”
“I’m Robin, Robin… Betton.”
“And your address?”
“Um—”