His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) novel Chapter 210

#Chapter 210: The Interrogation

Moana

When we arrived at the police station, Edrick helped me out of the cop car and held me closely as we walked inside.

Once we were inside, I immediately noticed that the other people who were there suddenly got very quiet and started giving Edrick and I strange looks. I tried to ignore it, but it was hard to do that when I had spent the last two days at work being whispered about. Only this time, I didn’t know whether they were whispering about my “unluckiness” as a late bloomer or whether they were whispering about the warehouse incident.

Either way, I felt myself getting somewhat sick as the officer led us down a narrow and fluorescent-lit hallway to the interrogation room.

We stopped outside the door and he opened it, letting me in. It was a small room with a metal table in the center, a couple of chairs, and a fluorescent light on the ceiling. I could see a camera in the corner of the ceiling and a “mirror”, which I was certain was a one-way mirror. I instantly felt even more sick as I wondered just how many people were watching this.

Suddenly, just as Edrick was coming in after me, the officer stopped him.

“Sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to wait outside,” he said. He sounded amicable, but his words made me nervous, and I could tell that Edric was just as nervous.

“You promised that I could be with her,” Edrick said somewhat angrily. “Why can’t I be with her now?”

“I said that you could come to the station with her,” the officer clarified. “But the interview needs to be completed with just her. She’ll be fine; this will only take a short while.”

Edrick looked at me with concern in his eyes. I felt terrified, but I hid it well and nodded at him, even going so far as to shoot him a reassuring smile before the officer closed the door.

“Take a seat,” the officer said, gesturing to one of the chairs. I sat down sheepishly, holding my purse in my lap as he sat across from me and pulled out a notebook. “Now… Let’s begin. Can you tell me, in your own words, what happened that night before the police arrived at the scene of the crime?”

“Y-Yes,” I replied. Slowly, I began to recount my experience that night. I started with the taxi ride, followed by discovering that Kelly was actually driving the taxi. But then, just as I was about to tell the officer how I was hit in the head and woke up in the warehouse, he stopped me.

“Hold on,” he said, holding his hand out as he furrowed his brow. “You said that you took a taxi at…”

“Midnight,” I said.

“Why were you taking your daughter in a taxi headed away from Mr. Morgan’s penthouse at midnight?”

As the officer asked this question, I swallowed. I didn’t know where to begin… If I revealed everything about Olivia, then it would potentially mean that the fact that I wasn’t Ella’s biological mother would be revealed to the public, which could cause a lot of problems. Not only that, but it could potentially get me in trouble for an attempted kidnapping. Of course I knew that Edrick wouldn’t press charges, but once again, that sort of information being given to the public could be disastrous.

“I… I…” I stammered, my heart racing. I felt myself get even more sick.

“We’ll come back to that,” the officer said. “I’m sorry for interrupting your story. You can continue now.”