DANIEL

The woman among them, a server I vaguely recognized from the restaurant shivered so violently the chair beneath her rattled.

"Beta, please! I-I know nothing about it. I wasn't the one who served them. Please, you have to believe me!"

I cut her off with a sharp wave of my hand, my patience hanging by a thread. "You were on duty last night, weren't you? Your name is on the shift schedule."

She clamped her mouth shut, her eyes darting toward the men beside her.

"Answer me!" I roared, ...