Chapter 8

Emma stood outside the police station, gripping her police badge like it might slip away. Over the past three years, she kept feeling like something important was missing from her memories. Her reflexes hadn't gone anywhere, and that alone made her realize her past wasn't as simple as it seemed. Before she decided to leave Tyler, she honestly hadn't known if she would ever return. The glass doors of the station reflected her slim figure. Her short hair framed a face that had traded gentleness for quiet steel. She took a deep breath and opened the door, feeling her heartbeat start to race. A voice cried out from the front desk area, "Are you Emma?" The next thing she knew, the office area of the crime investigation department fell into an uproar. "No way! It's really Emma!" Someone cheered, "You're still alive, Ms. Young!" One of the officers complained, "Where the hell have you been, you punk? Do you have any idea how hard we've been looking for you?" Emma's eyes welled up wh