Chapter 41

LUNETH I am back in the room, and some policemen are waiting to take my statement. I don't know why, but I tend to keep forgetting how powerful Drexon was. Of course, he is the kind of man who would find a way to move the policemen out of their station just because he could. "Hello, Mrs. Moreaux, we are sorry for what happened, but we are here to take your statement, and we will be out of your hair so you can rest," the one in ordinary clothes said, and I know he must be the detective. I nod and allow him to begin the questioning. "Can you briefly explain what happened?" It had been that long, but it felt like scabs had already closed up on my heart, and his asking me this was like pulling off the scabs and letting them bleed out. I push back the feeling and explain to him what happened. "I was taking a nap alone in the room and I felt some kind of presence, to be honest, at first I had thought it was smy dream and when it felt more real, I thought it was Drexon back at the room but wh