Chapter 8 - Interrogating the Terrified Suspect Under Bright Lights
The interrogation room at the county sheriff’s department smelled faintly of old coffee and commercial disinfectant.
Detective Vance stared across the metal table at David, who sat shivering in an oversized orange jumpsuit.
“You kept Sarah Jenkins locked beneath your kitchen floor for fourteen months while her family searched nationwide,” Vance stated coldly.
David kept his eyes glued to the scuffed tabletop, refusing to look up at the photographs of the victim scattered before him.
“She was supposed to leave town... she knew things about my previous business dealings that could ruin me,” David muttered.
“So you abducted her, sealed her beneath a wooden hatch, and pretended she vanished off the face of the earth?” Vance asked.
“I brought her food every single day... I didn't let her starve,” David argued defensively, a pathetic look in his eyes.
“You treated an innocent human being like an animal in a cage for over a year,” Vance slammed his hand on the table.
The loud bang echoed through the small room, making David flinch violently in his metal chair.
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“Your property is being searched top to bottom right now, David; every secret you buried is coming out,” Vance warned.
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