Four: A Glimmer of Hope

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"I remember waking up that night feeling dizzy with a terrible headache. I was up because I heard a noise. I remembered seeing Maddie in the patio facing the kitchen about 12 midnight. 12:30 to be precise. I remember that because I checked the time on the clock in the hallway."

"What we're you doing up at 12." Karen asked as she took down some notes in a notepad.

"I went to use the bathroom but I stepped out of the room because I was anxious."

"And Maddie?"

"I don't know. She started lurking about in the night lately so I didn't bother to ask what she was doing up." Liv frowned.

"It's alright Liv. Take your time." Zander said softly.

"My mom made me move to the guest room downstairs because I have these nightmares and would wake up at night screaming. Anyway, that was at 12:30, and after the bathroom I went back to bed."

She tossed her head side to side and played with her fingers.

"From here, it becomes unclear because I don't remember much." She shut her eyes and swallowed hard.

"It's okay Liv." Zander said softly.

"I woke up again later, I don't know what time but it was because I heard a noise. I thought it was Dessi."

"Dessi ?"

"She's our cat." She paused, took a breath and continued. "So I went to the kitchen but I didn't see anything. I thought I was hearing things again so I brushed it off and drank a cup of tea. I don't know what happened after that. Next thing I know I'm on the ground bleeding with marks and wounds all over my body. I remember being scared and panicking but not knowing why. There was fire everywhere and I couldn't see anything. I was finding it so hard to breath, so I picked the gun in front of me and I found a way to get out of the house."

"When you got out what did you do?" Zander asked.

"I just stood there and watched. I don't know what came over me. It felt like my feet we're stuck to the ground. I was so scared I didn't know what to do."

"Where exactly did you find yourself when you woke up?"

"I think it was in front of the stairs leading upstairs."

"So you probably might have fallen down the stairs." Karen concluded.

"I don't know. Everything was a blurr."

"What if someone broke in and attacked you." Zander added. "Maybe that explains how you got wounded."

"The police might say she got wounded from falling down the stairs to contradict that. But the gun, that puts a huge mark on everything."

"I've never owned a gun before. I picked it because I was scared. I don't even know how it got there." Liv said and sighed. "Morgan was right. None of this makes sense."

Karen picked her mug of coffee and sipped it in slowly, the hot steam could be seen escaping from the mug, flying so close to her nose.

"All we have is a gun and a confused wounded girl." She said after taking a few sips.

"Could you pick anything out of it?" Zander asked Karen.

"I can. The ends are so lose here. Surely whoever that had anything to do with this is either a rough planner or hadn't thought it through."

"You think anyone might have had something to do with this?" Liv asked, staring back and forth between them.

"I think so." She smiled reassuringly.

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