MYKEL
As I sat there, my eyes couldn't help but keep darting towards the wall clock, its steady ticking marking the passing moments. The detective, in the meantime, provided me with a detailed update on the case. Rose, who was on my thigh, seemed to be absentmindedly toying with my gold bracelet, while my full focus remained steadfast on that ever-moving clock.
It was steadily approaching ten o'clock, and there was still no sign of Sabrina's return. With every tick of the clock, my agitation grew more pronounced. I couldn't help but interject, my voice laced with frustration, "On the other hand, there is no potential lead on who wants my_”" I paused briefly to gather my thoughts and took a deep breath before resuming, “are you saying that there is no lead at all?”
The detective, in res
