Lily’s head turned to track the movement. Johnson slowly took a seat in the chair next to the bed. They want to end it all and start anew,” Lily said.
“I have a message for you,” Lily continued. But when she blinked, the movement was normal. For a moment, Johnson wondered if she still had eyes. The girl’s eyes were black-not like in a movie where they make someone looked possessed, but in a raw way. Now that he was closer, Johnson saw what Donna meant. “Hak, anything else you want to tell us?”
“She says she was in the Hedge for three days?” “According to her, she went in at exactly 5:35 p.m. “What time did she go in?” Johnson asked. “She left it in a backpack outside the entrance it was still there when she came back out.” “How was her phone still working?” Aguilar asked. She refused to speak with us beyond saying when she went in and when she came out. She hung up when she saw us and stood when we approached her. Boyle and I headed over, and she was sitting just outside the entrance, still on the phone with 911. We were told she was by the southeast entrance and was requesting to be picked up. from dispatch saying that they were on the phone with a young woman who claimed she’d just come out from the Hedge. “Hak,” Johnson said, “what can you tell me.” She was worrying an empty Styrofoam cup in her hands. Detective Hak was there, hovering, her eyes serious.
The granddaughter-Lily, apparently-had come to live with her grandparents when she was in middle school.ĭonna said nothing for a few steps. The Smith’s girl had run away from home at 17, gotten mixed up in drugs from what the town gossip was. “Sort of-she’s Fanny Smith’s granddaughter.”Īh, yes. “Age 23, female, no known history of mental or physical illness.” “Lily Smith,” Donna said, bringing Johnson back to the present.
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