THERE'S TWO OF ME

CHAPTER 60

ZOILA'S POV

I don't get nervous usually and I don't get scared either. After surviving a serial killer at sixteen, I hardly ever got scared again, of course after going through therapy and some time alone to sort out my feelings. I had toughened up and became a cop so that scumbags like that serial killer wouldn't frighten young girls anymore and so they could live freely and bravely.

So this feeling of dread I felt now was strange to me. I had located The Grand Hall and had been standing outside, where I couldn't be seen and all I did was stand there and stare. I suddenly got cold feet and found it difficult to breathe. I went back into my car and sat there, shaking like a leaf and mulling over the various scenarios that could play out if I knocked on that door.

What was I supposed to say? "Hi miss Laura, I got your number and address from your former co- worker. I think you might know where my mother is, her name is Ariana Shepherd."

Now wouldn't that just be the weirdes