Shannon Shelby's heart leaped. 'They know? How could they have guessed?!'
'No, I haven't seen a doctor, and I haven't told anyone about this. They couldn't possibly have found out!'
The stinging pain in her palm brought Shannon Shelby back to her senses. She looked down at the wound on her palm, which she had squeezed until it bled. Her previously flustered expression instantly calmed.
"Officers, you say I have a dual personality? May I ask what evidence you have? Did I tell you that myself, or do you have a certificate from a professional doctor? Please show me some proof.
If you have neither of those, are you just slapping a label on me?" Shannon Shelby's voice was methodical, and every sentence hit its mark.
Zoe Sawyer stood by the window, watching and nervously biting her nails.
It was true. Everything they had was just speculation; they had no definitive proof.
