Stuck in a Lie **Edited**

“Jessica?” A voice said from behind the curtain. A man with charcoal colored suit stepped into the room. “Hi. I’m Matthew Black with the police department”— he held out a badge –“I am here so that we can figure out who did this to you.” A careless gesture to my shoulder made me look to where a thick, tan bandage was wrapped around it. “Do you think you can tell me what happened, in details?”
I stuttered, I didn’t remember. “Should I start you off?” He asked.
I nodded.
“Well, your neighbor, Jacob Ashton, was murdered three days ago at around five twenty-two PM across the street of your house. He was shot in the back, blindsided, by a nine millimeter pistol…”
It was coming back to me. All of it. I tried to shake it from my mind but it wasn’t going to leave...