Chapter 164: Who Are You?

Meanwhile, in the Cities, police headquarters in a cold and damp jail cell sat Rachel. She had no blanket for warmth and no bed, just a metal bed frame. She sat on the floor in a state, she mumbled curse words as she thought of Kathleen, Martin and April.

She had been dragged out of the Fitzwilliam Hotel in front of everyone, she was once friendly with. None stopped to help her they just looked at her with disgust.

Herself and her daughter were sitting enjoying afternoon tea with champagne when the police had burst in the door. There was no announcement, the police along with the Chief of police came rushing through the door as if they were criminals.

Rachel didn't have time to think, she was gripped and placed in handcuffs and ushered out of the room. Lucy sat and did nothing, she was livid. 

"Ungrateful wench." She uttered regarding her daughter.