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[color=gray]Mia stared through the window of the police car, a blank expression on her face, her thoughts a million miles away. So much had happened, in such a short amount of time. She completely understood why Emily and Valerian went back home. That would have been her first instinct too, but she wanted to help in any way she could. Doctor Stanton deserved to leave this world with dignity and respect. She imagined the sooner the police business was taken care of the quicker funeral arrangements could be made. It was all so surreal. There was so much she didn't understand. Who was the strange man, asking to speak to Serena and Russel? How did he know who they were? He showed up right after the tragedy happened, almost as if he knew to be there. It frightened her, that's why she didn't want Keandre to go near him. There was something about him, sinister and dark. It wasn't the typical anxiety and slight hint of fear she felt around every stranger, before knowing them. This was the kind of disturbed soul she would imagine housed itself in a killer, or rapist. A darkness that didn't belong in normal people. 

The memory of him made her shiver uncomfortably. It wasn't particularly warm inside the vehicle either. Taken out of her thoughts she became aware of the way her body was pushed up against Cole, who was sitting next to her. She attempted to create some more distance, crossing her legs and inching closer to the door, despite there being barely any space to move. If she could melt into the door she would have. On the outside however it didn't look like much was happening. The same neutral expression stayed on her face. It was too cold to open a window, but it might have helped with the slight feeling of nausea in her stomach. 

She took out her phone from her bag to check the time. Mia had no idea how long they would be at the station, if it took longer than the therapy session which was possible, she needed a new cover story. She decided to text one of her closest friends, Deva wouldn't ask a whole string of questions. Long as she knew Mia wasn't in any danger she was fine with it. 

[color=Thistle][i]"Hey Dev, I'm not at therapy tonight, something happened to Doctor Stanton and I have to go tot he police station with the group. I don't know when I'll be done. You know what to say to my mom and dad if they call. xxx Mia"[/i][/color][/color]