They Want My Signature

Priya crouched beside the bench.

"Mrs Whitmore, do you remember how you got here?"

Eleanor did not answer.

She was watching Claire speak to the reporter.

"We only want our mother home," Claire said on television. "We are desperate to know she is safe."

The sentence should have comforted Eleanor.

Instead, she remembered Claire standing in the library two nights earlier with a folder in her hands.