C9 Chapter Nine : The empty places

Debra's POV

“You’re not going to tell me,” he wasn't asking, it was more like a fact he knew he could do nothing about. I reached under Michael's bed and recovered the small knife which had slid there during the fight and tucked it under my mattress before Richard could notice.

“No.”

“There’s blood.” He squatted near a bloody spot.

“Not mine.”

He turned