Two officers from the LAPD had been interviewing Andrea for about an hour, and she was tired of talking. She felt as if she’d said the same thing over and over again. Whether they didn’t believe her or they were just checking she had her story straight, she couldn’t say, but she was ready for them to leave so she could go to sleep.
At least Case was there with her. He hadn’t let go of her hand since he’d come in. She insisted he leave, that he fly back to Daytona so he didn’t miss anything, but he wouldn’t budge. Now, while Officer Gonzalez went over things again, and Officer Buress took notes, she was thankful her hand was wrapped between his warm fingers.
“So you went under the water, and then what happened?” Officer Gonzalez, a tall man who looked like he couldn’t be any older than An
