Chapter 6

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Those icy blue eyes and that pitch-black hair haunted me throughout high school. She was the last person I wanted to see. Reagan Murphy. I sighed and turned around before heading back upstairs. Maybe work will take my mind off of it until later tonight, I thought to myself as I got dressed.

Working as a photographer I almost always got to wear what I wanted with the exception of weddings, galas, and any other formal event. Today was no exception. Almost as soon as I opened my work tablet there were emails reminding me about today's appointments. This is going to be a long day, I thought as I scrolled through emails.

Later that day, I finished my last appointment and went home to drop off my work gear before heading to the police department. I rehearsed what I was going to say to myself. "I was at the mall and I saw a man with this woman who I think killed him an- no that won't work,"

After a few more tries I give up and went inside. As I walked up to the counter, I noticed there was another woman who was talking to one of the officers. It's probably no one important, I thought as I rung the bell on the counter.

Another officer came to the counter almost immediately. "What seems to be the problem ma'am?" He asked confidently.

I sighed before speaking. "I was at the mall yesterday and I saw a man with a woman. I don't know if their friends or dating or something, but they were talking and eating in the food court. At one point the man ate something the woman had given him. Right after he started to choke and he looked like he was about to pass out. The woman patted his back before helping him up and helping him walk. It all happened so I couldn't tell if he was still choking or not, but it looked like the girl was more dragging him then helping him walk. I recognized them both. The man was named Justin. He works at the electronic store and usually helps me when I go. Today his boss said he didn't show up at work and didn't call in. Apparently everyone had called him and there was no answer. The girl used to go to high school with me and we haven't really talked since, but I was able to recognize her and search her up on social media."

After that, I was able to take a breath. The officer's chocolate brown eyes were as wide as saucers. "May I see the picture of the woman? If there is one?" He asked.

I nodded and unlocked my phone. Once I finally pulled up the photo, I showed it to him. He took a look. "I'll need you to stay here a while for some questioning and some other things," he began, "Just take a seat really quick."

I nodded and sat down at one of the chairs. With a sigh, I looked up at the clock. 3:45, I thought, This is going to be forever.

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