"So miss Olsen, can you tell me exactly what happened today?"
I looked up at the old man in front of me innocently. His fading blonde hair contrasted well with his wrinkly pale face and hazel eyes.
"I can't tell you it was a normal day detective, it was actually anything but." I started.
Detective Heigl's eyebrows shot up in anticipation.
"I mean," I continued, "how can it be a normal day when we have a huge event like this taking place. It's not something you see everyday at the hotel."
Heigl's face fell and I could hear him mentally curse.
"Go on." He ushered.
My eyes wandered off to the glaring man sitting at the table right behind the detective's seat, facing me straight on.
Caleb had every right to be suspicious and I couldn't blame him. He was watching me with hawk eyes.
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