CHAPTER 14
IN THE END, the ambulance crew took me to the hospital instead of Angie. Once Ben left, grief overcame me, and I cried until I was sick again, then cried some more. I woke the next morning, drained from nightmares starring Angie’s lifeless eyes and groggy from the pills the doctors had given me, with Mother sedated in the next room and a policeman sitting on a plastic chair in the corner of mine.
I closed my eyes again, but it was too late.
“Miss Fordham? Are you awake?”
Busted. “Yes.” It came out as a croak, and he walked over to the bed.
“Water?”
I sipped on the straw he offered me. “Thank you.”
“Do you feel up to answering a few more questions?”
Was no an acceptable answer? “If it’ll help find the person who killed my sister.”
“We’ve had a bit of a breakthrough on th
