The following morning, Isabella found herself at the regional police headquarters. She had been invited for questioning after having submitted a brief statement to the team that came to her estate, and she knew exactly why the police chief wanted to see her. She was in no way worried about it however, and she was well prepared for whatever questions that would be thrown at her.
As the doors of the police precinct groaned open to welcome her, Isabella instantly knew she had stepped foot into a world of clinical coldness and suspicious eyes. The aftermath of the attack still hung around her, and she could tell it was big news all over the city already. It was obvious in every single police officer she met, and it was noticeable in every curt greeting from officers who looked her way.
Aft
