Cinda stood looking at the man from the viewing room, as Gabe had called it. She did not know this man, from any circle she was in, be it business or social. Not from here and not from in the city either. But she did recognise him as the one from her house just yesterday.
She stood and stared at him through the glass. She didn’t understand why he was trying to burn her house down. If she had never met him before, as far as she could recall, she hadn't. Why was he trying to hurt her? It did not make any sense to her.
Senior Sergeant Bentley was standing next to her, allowed her all the time she needed to figure out if it was the intruder from yesterday, simply told her to look at the man and see if it was the man from yesterday.
Cinda nodded her head after a few minutes of contemplatio
