Nodding, Jen was just about to reply when there was a knock on the door.
Sure, Lieutenant Carmichael had mentioned dental records, but how could they have contacted her dentist so fast to identify Angie? The AVPD might have made a mistake, which wasn’t shocking considering the type of officers on their payroll. Could it be a mix-up? Maybe they would be called in to identify the body and discover that it wasn’t Angie after all, but a lookalike. Quinn was unconsciously echoing the thoughts that had been circling Jen’s mind restlessly ever since she heard the news. “I keep thinking she’ll barge in, saying we’re all going for mimosas or something. “It still doesn’t seem real to me,” she muttered, her voice husky from tears.
Quinn curled up next to Jen under the covers, sniffling. Since it was the first week of the semester, there were no classes on Friday, which worked fine for Jen because she was in no state to go to class and pretend to pay attention as her mind scrolled through memories of Angie. Jen had dragged a despondent Quinn to the canteen for some breakfast which both of them barely picked at. Twisting the slim silver coated ring around her index finger, Jen tried to piece together the quick succession of events that had happened after she went up to the observation deck on Thursday night after finding out about Angie’s death.įriday had dawned with a miserable patter of light rain. It was all Jen could think of to ease the guilt that seeped through her, especially since she wasn’t even able to pay her final respects to Angie, because her family had moved so fast with the arrangements. Maya was going down at Jen’s hands, and there was no stopping her. Keeping herself busy was the only thing she could think of doing, and her first task would be to avenge Angie. She wasn’t one for pity parties, but lately it seemed she couldn’t help herself. But no, she had to be stubborn and refuse in order to be alone with her thoughts, anger, remorse and numbing guilt swelling through her body till she felt she couldn’t breathe. Suddenly, the dark, element exposed space had felt very lonesome without his comforting presence, making Jen wish she’d accepted his offer to walk her back to the residence hall. The past few days had flown by in a blur of names, faces, all mired in the sadness and loneliness that sat heavily on Jen’s spirit.Īfter sitting with her for about half an hour, Khalil had left Jen to her vigil. Jen stared up at the ceiling of her dorm room, lost in her thoughts. Chapter Text Chapter Thirty-One - Rain Turns into Tears
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