Gone To Heaven

Bruce walked out of the interrogation room with a dejected face. Being here had done more harm than good to him especially after listening to Maria's story about how her brother was murdered.

It was really pathetic. It was the trauma that split her personality just to enable her to deal with the pain more easily. Just as she thought Maria was pitiable, another realisation hit him. She was the same person who murdered his wife right in front of him!

He shook his head and walked slowly to the door.

"Bruce."

He stopped and half turned his body when he heard someone calling out to him. It was Bryan and he had a pondering look on his face.

"Are you alright?" Bryan asked after wheeling himself closer to the chief.

"I'm fine," Bruce replied while rubbing his temple, "I'll be fine."