Someone to stay

~ I Love-d You ~

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Pov Beca

We're still here, in this damn office and we've been wasting time for more than a quarter of an hour, because Mr. Pitt received a call from the Detective Bureau in New York and couldn't help but answer. It seems that the time in here has stopped, I have the impression that it's been days since we entered. During this brief interruption Chloe and I didn't talk, I didn't even want to look up to be able to cross her gaze, I don't think I could support it. While she is doing nothing more than throw glances at me every 2 by 3 and knowing her I know very well that she has something that blends in her mind. And above all, I imagine that as soon as we're done here, she'll be the next to question me. What an endless day.

I see the inspector taking his place behind the desk and I take a deep breath as if I wanted to prepare myself for a new series of questions. I hope that after today, this chapter will be closed.

- Sorry for the interruption...What are we saying? I get that you don't know how Miss Brown found you. Did she ever tell you then why she was looking for you? I guess it was a shock to see her suddenly after all that time.

- Well, yes. She actually looked for me because she wanted an help to find a job and solve some personal issues. And yes, it was rather... ‘Shocking' to find her in front of my feet after a life that we didn't see each other.

I notice how the detective keeps writing everything I say, notes, diagrams, on some sheets of paper. It's rather irritating, especially since he rarely makes eye contact with us, just to ask questions, and I speak almost all the time with his graying hair, rather than with him.

- Do you remember what kind of personal matters?

Of course I remember them. How can I forget them? But she never told me everything, she never wanted me to know things that could have compromised me, or put me in danger.

- Summarily, yes, I remember them. She told me that she had gotten into a nasty business, drugs and stuff, and had problems with an old 'friend' of hers, that's what she called him.

- Didn't she ever tell you his name?

- No, never. And sincerely, I never even asked her.

I briefly turn my head to my right and see how Chloe is scanning me from the top of my hair to my feet, several times, and all it does nothing but increase the feeling of discomfort I feel. However, I can't decipher her look, it seems like she's lost in her thoughts, as if she's trying to make sense of something... Yet she should know these things, I wrote them all down for her, it's nothing she doesn't know.

- Do you know what kind of problems she had with her 'friend'?

- She never went into details, but she always said it was about money. That's why she was looking for a job.

- Have you ever wondered why she did it? Well, from what I've studied about the victim, she seemed to me to be a person who always got away with it on her own. Why look for you to find a job?

The tranquility of this man is impressive. His tone of voice has never changed since the beginning of the interrogation and I wonder how the hell he does. It almost seems like it's one of those recorded ones that you hear on TV. Amazing.