Chapter 69

New Haven
Connecticut, 11:25 p.m.

“Thanks for the offer, but I really don’t want anything to eat or drink,” Amy told the female officer who had her sit and wait by one of the desks. Suddenly, she was so exhausted that she could hardly think straight. “I do need to use the phone, though.”

“Sorry, ma’am, but I can only let you use it when I get the okay.”

Amy tried to be patient, but she couldn’t, not after all she’d been through today. She wanted to call home and see if Kaitlyn and Zack were all right. She didn’t know who was looking after them. Back at the hospital, when she’d first introduced herself, Lieutenant Connelly had said that they were being cared for. But that was it. No more information.

At this hour, with the rally going after what had to be a law enforcement day from hell, the police station was practically deserted. Darius, Sarah, and Bruce were in one of the offices speaking to whoever was in charge. Everyone figured that Amy had nothing to do with anything.

Then why wouldn’t they let her call her family.

She leaned forward, cradling her head in her hands. Somewhere along the way, she’d forgotten about the headache, but it was back, pounding away with a vengeance.

“I’m making a fresh pot of coffee. If you change your mind, let me know,” the officer said, disappearing inside of what looked to be an employee lounge at the far end of the room.

Amy sat back in the chair, quite aware that she was the only person in the large open area, surrounded by clusters of desks and chairs. There were extra computers on desks in the center of the room. The door to the office where Darius and the others had entered was closed. She heard a noise from the hall. It sounded like someone falling down.

Or maybe… someone getting shot.

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