Chapter 23
Tuesday evening passed in a blur. I answered the questions of friends, crammed lectures and fed Ray with emotions, and only one thought was spinning in my head: does it mean that my future is predetermined and I am destined to serve in the detective unit? As a result, in the morning I woke up with a migraine and did not sleep at all. I looked at my watch and came to the conclusion: the time before the start of classes still allows you to discuss the current situation with someone. Someone who knows enough about detective work and who I can trust. Trying not to wake Rory, she tiptoed her notes and physical fitness form into her bag, took a shower as quietly as a mouse, and crept out the door. The familiar glanced at me with interest, and when she realized that I would no longer
