"What are you talking about?" I asked in a worried tone, getting on my feet. Regina involuntarily swallowed.
"That man that attacked me, he isn't exactly a stranger. I've seen him and Grace talking. Though it's been so many years ago. That night that Grace testified, they'd met up."
The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place in my head. Flashbacks of that night came rushing, the man that was dragging me towards the river after running me over. My eyes grew wide in an instant. "It was him!" I said, whispering to myself.
Of course Regina who was standing beside me got confused. "What?" she breathed.
