A French Knight

The next two days passed the same way for Racheal. She was questioned every couple of hours.

She could not track the time properly because she did not have her wristwatch, and there was no wall clock in the room either.

She only knew when it was sunrise or sundown because of the window in the bathroom.

The cops asked her the same question over and over, till she was screaming because she was exausted from having to repeat herself.

Her hair was a mess, she was hungry and sleep deprived.

The few bathroom breaks she had were short, but at least she could look up at the bathroom window. This helped her keep track of the days.

The breaks also helped her clean her body. She used wipes to clean up as much as she could.

Although she was not stinking up the whole place, she did not feel clean either.

Anytime the cops led her down the dimly lit passageway that connected the restroom to the bright, bright interrogation room, she struggled with the urge to fight.

On the third morning thoug