Although Caleb assumed Jessica was expecting him to be there at any moment, he gently knocked on the door to announce himself. All he could hear at first was the echo of his knuckles on the hollow wooden door.
“Come in,” Jessica finally called out in a barely audible whisper. She had been concerned about speaking too loud because she was not sure if the police had arrived yet.
Upon seeing her father, Jessica broke out in tears. Drops spilled down her cheeks as she began to sob out loud. Caleb sat down next to her on her bed and squeezed her tight. The events that had transpired that day were so far from his expectations that he himself was still reeling.
“It will be okay, Jessica.” Caleb rarely used his daughter’s first name, but he felt at this moment that it would comfort her to hear him say it out loud. “When the police get here, they are likely going to have some questions for you. Please tell them anything you can remember so we can understand exactly what has happened. Are you okay speaking to them?”
“I guess so. But are the men still out in the greenhouse?”
To be continued…