Ava's POV
We arrived at the police station headquarters and were ushered into the interrogation room for questioning.
A policewoman, old enough to be my mother, entered the room as I was the first to be interrogated.
She looked at me with her piercing black eyes and opened her folder on the desk between us, making me nervous.
As I glanced around the slightly dark room, I saw two male policemen standing securely at the door, looking at me angrily as if I were the one who had kidn*pped Celine.
Damn it, Celine. Just when I was getting along with Martin, why would she disappear now? I wondered, but I maintained an expressionless face to avoid giving the police any reason to throw me into a cell. I was determined to choose my words carefully.
Once the policewoman sitting across from me fl
