A tall man in a worn jacket and plain tie stepped forward. Mid-forties, gray at the temples, eyes sharp. A detective. “Let me talk to her.” He led her quietly to his office and shut the door. “I’m Detective Langford,” he said, pulling out a chair.
“Tell me everything. And take your time.”He handed her a tissue. For the first time that morning, someone actually looked like they were listening. “Start from the beginning,” he said. “Tell me everything. I’ll look into it. But I need every detail you’ve got.”