Chapter 17 Seventeen

• CHAPTER 17
• Valerie sat on the plush sofa in the estate lobby with a blanket wrapped around her. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was stained with blood, she held on tight to the blanket, sniffling and hyperventilating. She watched as the police were swarming the house, the sheriff stood by the stairs with a notepad and a pen in his hands while he was talking to Alan.
• Valerie bit her lower lip whilst she rocked herself on the sofa.