WRITER'S POV

After Jack left the first time, Vera finally let her guard down. She sank into one of the chaise lounges in the underground suite, her whole body tired and tense. For a long time, she just sat there, lost in her thoughts, thinking about the investigator.

Is he on life support? Is he using an oxygen mask? Could he really dïe? The thoughts wouldn’t stop coming.

What about his wife? His kids? How heartbroken will they be when they hear what happened to him? She couldn’t imagine their pain.

She was so deep in her mind that she didn’t even hear Jack return. But she saw him, just...