Revelations (The Revelations Series Book 1) by Pamela Daniell Page A

her pants until they were raw. She couldn’t believe this was happening. How was she supposed to survive without her mom?
    “Jenna,” Alex said as he knelt down beside her on the porch. “These men need to ask you some questions. Do you think you can answer them?”
    Jenna raised her head, wiped her tears and looked at Alex. “I’ll try,” she replied, although all she really wanted was to be left alone.
    “Ms. Jensen, I’m Detective Emmit. I’m sorry for your loss,” the detective told her as he knelt down beside her. “But, I need to get some information from you so we can catch your mother’s murderer.”
    Jenna shook her head; there it was again, the word murder. If only they knew who really killed her mom. But, only Alex and she knew that; and if they even attempted to tell the truth, they would surely be locked up in a loony bin; or worse, accused of killing her mother themselves.
    The detective turned toward Alex. “I’m sorry, but it’s procedure to question a witness alone. You’ll need to excuse us until we are done.”
    Alex turned toward Jenna as if to see if she was all right with being left alone.
    “It’s okay, Alex, I’ll be fine,” Jenna told him as she sat up straight in the chair.
    “Are you sure?” Alex asked glancing at the detective, then back to her.
    “Yes.” Jenna took a deep breath knowing this wasn’t going to be easy as she watched Alex turn to leave.
    The detective stood up. “Please stay out of the house until forensics is finished,” he told Alex, and then turned toward Jenna as soon as Alex was off the porch and out of earshot.
    “Jenna,” the detective started. “Alex tells us you were both in the woods when your mother was attacked. Is this true?”
    “Yes.”
    “What were you doing?”
    “I was reading.” Jenna watched as the detective wrote something in his black book.
    “What happened when you got back to the house?”
    Jenna lowered her head, tears swelling up in her eyes. “When Alex and I came out of the woods we noticed the back window was broken. I stayed in the yard while Alex looked in the window.”
    “And what did Alex see?” the detective asked as he continued writing.
    Jenna wiped away a tear with her trembling hand. “My… mom,” she mumbled turning her face away from him.
    “I’m sorry, I know this is hard for you,” Detective Emmit told her, his eyes filled with empathy. “But, we need to know exactly what happened when you entered the house so we know what you touched or moved, and if anything is missing. It will help up figure out what fingerprints are the suspects.”
    Just thinking about it tore at her heart. She held back a fresh batch of tears and took a deep breath. “To be honest, it’s pretty much all a blur.” Jenna looked at her still stained bloody hands. “The only thing I remember is holding my mom’s body and checking for a pulse. The next thing I knew, you were coming down the road.”
    “Do you remember seeing anyone around the house lately that didn’t belong?”
    “No, not that I remember.” Jenna wrapped her arms around herself. “I’m sorry, that’s all I can really tell you.”
    The detective closed his book and put it back in his jacket pocket as a tan suburban came speeding down the driveway. The driver slammed on the brakes inches away from a police cruiser. “Thanks for your help, Jenna,” the detective said as he followed the suburban with his eyes. “If you remember anything else, please give me a call.”
    The detective handed her a card and stepped off the porch as her mom’s boss, Stan, climbed out of the suburban.
    Jenna pulled her legs up onto the chair, wrapped her arms around them then rested her head on her knees as Alex came back onto the porch.
    “Jenna, Alex, I just heard what happened. I’m so sorry,” Stan called as he ran toward the porch.
    “Hold up,” Detective Emmit said to Stan as he blocked his path to the porch. “Can I help you?”
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