Chapter 171. The Interrogation

Lena’s POV

The interrogation room was colder than I expected. The walls were bare with no windows. Just gray paint and a single flickering light that made everything feel unreal, like I had stepped into some kind of nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.

My wrists weren’t cuffed, but I still felt trapped.

Across from me sat a detective, his face unreadable, a file opened neatly in front of him and a laptop.

He looked at me like I was already guilty.

“So,” he began again, his voice flat and professional, “let’s go over it one more time.”

I swallowed hard to moisturise my dry throat.

“Where were you at the time Lucas Anderson was shot?”

I exhaled shakily. “I was kidnapped and I was just brought back home after being rescued.”

His eyes didn’t change. “And after that what did you do?”

“I was with my mom because she has been unconscious since she heard I was kidnapped,” I answered calmly, despite the fact that my heart was th