[Elijah]
"I don't know her full name, but she lived right next door! I'm telling you, she's missing!" My voice rang out in the cramped precinct, but the officers barely spared me a glance. I clenched my fists at my sides, fighting the urge to punch the desk in frustration. "Her things are still in her apartment. If you'd just check the security footage—"
"Listen, kid," the older officer interrupted, sighing as if I were an inconvenience rather than a concerned neighbour. "You've got nothing concrete to report. Maybe she left. People do that all the time."
"She didn't just leave!" I snapped. "Her phone's been off for days. She didn't take her things, not even the essentials. Don't you think that's strange?"
The officer exchanged a look with his younger partner, who shrugged. "She's an a
