Chapter 6: Sienna and the Investigation

The sound of a siren is blasting through the quiet night in Spring. My hands are shaking, and I am sobbing uncontrollably when the paramedics carry Cameron into the emergency ambulance. He lost a lot of blood and was unconscious by the time any help arrived. He is soon rushed to the nearest hospital as I am tended by a paramedic to see if I am hurt.

I see blood everywhere—blood on his waistcoat, blood on both my hands and arms, blood on the cobblestone ground.

Nora runs out to see me, along with some party guests that are alarmed by the noises and commotion of the tumultuous incident. I hope she can hug me, giving some comfort, tell me it will all be okay, or this is all a dream. But she does not touch me. She can’t. I’m covered in Cameron’s blood. My black dress conceals the severity of the stain with its darkest of night color, but I feel the sticky liquid drying up, and it clings to my skin.

“Madam, here is some water. Please sit down, so we can do a che