CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

Chloe's P.O.V

I stood there breathless as I went face first into a police officer's chest.

I stepped back trying to hold back the surprise, letting him into the room. "Are you the woman with the missing babies?"

I can't lie or I'd be seen as an accomplice.

"Yes I am." Letting worry fill my voice, my hands laced together anxiously.

"When was the last time you saw them?" The more brute officer asked, his hand lazily on his gun holt.

I eyed my mother for support before answering. "I, I didn't."

Something hard was in my throat, something I couldn't swallow.

"You don't know?" The man asked, raising a condescending eyebrow and folded his arms.

"She was out cold, they were born prematurely due to unforeseen circumstances." My mother says, coming to my rescue, and wrapping her arm around my shoulders.

"Is this true?" The man didn't seem to believe me, what mother would lie about their child?

"Officer, I would never lie about my babies going missing, instead of asking so many que