Two weeks later.
"Family of Zue Taylor."
She stood to her feet before walking over to meet the doctor. Unsurprisingly, aside from her no one else had came to see the damsel that had found herself in the emergency room.
"How is she?" Her voice came out almost inaudible, tears were stained on her cheeks, and sorrow was in her eyes.
"We found signs of rape, vaginal tearing and bleeding. Aside from that, she was badly beaten. She has two fractured ribs, and a broken pelvis."
The doctor took a long pause as he looked at the person before him.
"Now, I hate to be the one to ask, but it's hospital protocol that I do, do you have any idea at all of who could've done this to your friend?"
Her brows furrowed together as she examined the doctor.
"No, don't you guys have equipment to test for things like that?" Her voice raised a little, and as the doctor stepped back, security inched closer.
"Unfortunately, we found no semen sample inside the victim, but we do know that whoever this is, knew exactly what he was doing, and based on your report, you may be next Hennessy."
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Pretty Little Fears
RomansNow I just wanna know Don't you sugarcoat I'll say it all if you won't Now could you tell me like it is? Pretty little fears Music to my ears