“Can’t you stay?” Emily pleaded.
“Wish I could, but I have to prep the witness.”
“I’m a witness, too. What if the killer finds me?”
“You’ll be in good hands. It’ll be over soon.”
Knock. Knock.
“Officer Calder, thanks for coming,” Marcus said.
“Don’t worry, Emily, I’ll stay here until your trial tomorrow.”
Later that night, Ding Dong.
“Yes?”
“Help, please! This way!” The boy at the door took off running.
After two minutes, the boy stopped.
“Why are we here?” Office Calder demanded.
“A guy gave me $50 to bring you here.”