Your Chance to be Heard

"Does that imply that Maxwell Taylor is the father of the child you were carrying at the time?" Benson asked. Zoe nodded.

"Was this the reason Maxwell Taylor wanted to get rid of you?"

"Most likely. He didn't want his career to be hindered by the existence of that child."

Benson nodded again and wrote down the facts on his paper. A fact Zoe couldn't reveal before due to her coma.

"So, what really happened back then? Could you tell us in more detail?"

Zoe remained silent for a while, and no one rushed her to speak.

"If you don't want to talk about it, I can ask the police to postpone..."

Zoe shook her head, then thanked Cliff with a nod. She would speak. Zoe didn't want anything left unsaid.

Zoe recounted everything. The events of that day from the beginning—how Max hurried her to retrieve a forgotten sock from the apartment, her encounter with Iris and what they both did, his anger, and the incident on the stairs.

Though halting and