Adam's POV
Who would do such a thing?
That's the only thing running through my head as I stare off into space at the Police Station. The Police are interviewing Clare's family members in a secret room. Eli and I are sitting out here, dry of our tears and our hearts in so much pain.
I look to the side and see black heels. When I look up, I see the stressed face of Alli Bhandari. "What's going on?" She looks from me, to Eli, to me again, searching our face for clues. I lick my lips and choke out words. "Y-You don't know?" She shakes her head. "Know what? Where's Clare?" I feel Eli shake beside me at the sound of her name. His head hangs, tears forming again. "Eli...?" Alli's face grows worried.
I can't bring myself to tell her. Every bone in my body aches to tell her but my heart drops whenever I find my voice. Tears choke in my throat. I was crying more than when I lost my Uncle, and I was very close with him. Alli sits beside me.
"Where's. Clare." She repeats, her voice shaky because I think she knows. "She..." I take a heavy breath, steadying myself on the armrest of the bench.
"She was killed."
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