“Is this your daughter?” Detective Sean asked. Showing her the a picture of a girl. Four year old. Mare took the picture with her shaky hands. And touched it. Tears prickled on her eyes.
“It’s Maeve. My daughter, have you found her.”
“We would find your daughter, I promise. Is there any other thing to identify her with did she perhaps has a mark, this mark on her shoulders?”
He brought out his phone showing her a picture that was taken, when she was out of the street, her face wasn’t seen, since her hair was covering them, and her entire body was bare. She took the phone to have a clear look at the mark on her shoulders.
“It’s..her.”
That was the only word he had to hear. He stood up.
“Why is she naked?” He took the phone from her. And tucked them in his pocket.
“Apparently ma’am, is no longer who you think she is.”
“She’s all grown up in the picture.”
“Not that. She’s...” his subordinate held him back from saying it.