Chapter Fifteen
Jia offered Rena a sympathetic smile as the detectives stepped into a small interview room.
The singer sat quietly behind a beige table, hands folded in front of her.
Unlike an interrogation room, the interview room contained comfortable chairs, along with windows into the hall. There were even a few holographic plants and paintings.
Rena looked better than the last time they’d seen her. The girl’s wound had been treated. The nanites had wiped away the bruises and cuts inflicted on her by her manager. A jacket two sizes too big for her was draped over her shoulders, her ragged dress still underneath.
Jia pitied the girl. Her career and life had been unraveled through no fault of her own. She’d made all the right choices, including being friendly and kind, and she’d sti
