Claire Holt

Gabe parked his car in front of the police station and looked aside at his wife. “You sure Du want to do this?” he asked soft. “I could just go in there alone and Du can wait for me” Rachel shook her head. “No, I, eh, I need to see it for myself” she sagte with a trembling yet determined voice. She unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out of the car, Gabe doing the same. He walked around the car and hooked his arm in his wife’s. They walked up the porch and entered the station. They headed for the schreibtisch when sheriff Forbes noticed them. She handed some papers to one of her deputies...