C18 Greyson

Constable wanted statements to hand to the police first thing in the morning. The girls had been moved to an empty run down dorm room with two bunch beds. Ela and Grey sat at the bottom of one bed, each clutching their overnight bags.

“Porsha, I’m so sorry.” Grey said.

Porsha hadn’t said a word since her sister’s body was taken away. She met Grey’s eyes and nodded.

“Yeah