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Part 9 – Abby's POV
Neela laid her head in her hands sobbing on the oak table in the police interviewing room. I felt so helpless, sat next to her unsure on how exactly to comfort her.
"Miss Lockhart, do you know the name of this man" I shook my head slightly; I couldn't even describe him as I'd only seen him from the back. Neela raised her head slightly, "Ollie" that was all she said before bursting in to a batch of fresh tears. The two officers looked at each other and frowned slightly while Neela buried her head against my shoulder.
"Neela, do you know his last name?" against my shoulder Neela's head shook. I knew what the officers were thinking; it was very likely that he, Ollie, had given a false name. Warm tears seeped through my thin t-shirt wetting my shoulder, Neela raised her head. "You won't catch him will you?" Neela's voice was quiet, she sounded like a lost little girl. The two officers again looked at each; we both saw their expression, one of great sadness for the victim sat in front of them who would likely never see the man who attacked her brought to justice. The rest of the interview passed in a blur – a mixture of questions, answers and tears.