Veronica's POV
Bothered by the call of the police officer. I ventured out of my house and I visited the police station.
“Good day, officer. "You called me,” I said, gazing around the office.
“I am sorry to bother you. But Miss Chloe wouldn't let us have peace. "She wanted to see you in person,” the officer explained.
I grunted with displeasure. “Is she sober? "If not, I do not see the reason to meet with her.” I raised my eyebrows with a gaze into the officer's eyes.
“I think she is sober. "She cried a few days before she started reaching out to meet with you.” The officer explained.
“Hmm.” I let a few breaths out my nostrils. “Maybe she's changed. Okay. "Take me to her,” I said.
“Follow me.” After his words, we both walked to the room she was placed in, awaiting the court hear
