Book Five, Chapter 112: Vetting the Impossible
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“We aren't trying to pressure you or harass you,” Kimberly said. “But if you're telling us not to go to the police, you need to tell us why. Start from the beginning. Convince us.”
Anna sat in one of the more comfortable office chairs, and we all huddled around her, trying not to seem threatening. She looked at the ground, summoning tears—not because of her acting chops but because she was still clearly physically spent and traumatized.
“My name is Anna Reed,” she said. “I went to Carousel High. Graduated a couple of years ago... or, I guess not anymore. I was going to a birthday party at the roller rink. It was for a friend of a friend, but you don’t ever need an excuse to go skating, right?”
“Sure,” Kimberly said.
“We had just started celebrating when the ground started to shake, and pictures started to fall off the walls.” She took a moment to breathe deeply. “I was with my friend Camden, and we were near the doors, so we—along with a few other people—ran for it as soon as we felt the tremor—”
“Wait, are you talking about the roller rink that collapsed in the sinkhole 30 years ago? Up by the airport?” Logan interjected.
“Let her talk,” Kimberly said.