THIRD PERSON'S POV (NARRATOR'S POV)
Police Station (Interrogation Rooms)
There were two separate rooms and two different states of mind.
(Kane's Interrogation Room...)
Kane sat upright, his posture rigid, a stark contrast to the chaos he'd just escaped. The room was cold, the fluorescent lights casting a harsh glare on the metallic table between him and Detective Harris.
"Mr. Callahan..." Harris began, his voice steady, "can you walk me through what happened tonight?"
Kane's eyes, sharp and calculating, met the detective's. "We were at the bar, then shots were fired. I protected Aria and got us out."
Harris leaned forward, his pen poised. "Do you have any idea who might want to target you?"
A brief pause. "No."
"No suspicions at all?"
Kane's jaw tightened. "If I had any, I'd tell
