Moxie's POV
I didn’t think I would ever walk into a place like this willingly again. George didn't hesitate to drive me down to the police station. For a second, I hesitated at the entrance. I couldn't help but remember the last time I had an encounter with the officers.
I felt a hand brushing mine, pulling me out funny thoughts. I glanced sideways to see him. George didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. His presence alone was enough to pull me out of that spiral before it could fully take hold.
I took a breath and stepped inside. George immediately called the attention of the officers to us.
The process was… slower than I expected. They had me sit at a desk across from an officer, a notepad already open, pen in hand, eyes focused but not unkind.
“Start from the beginning please,
