(Helena's POV)
"You look agitated." I put a mug of steaming coffee in front of Axcell who is currently doing something on his phone and sat across him. He put his phone on his pocket and smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I'm just worried about Margaret. I hope she isn't doing anything that will endanger her life more." He took a sip of coffee and sighed.
"Oh. You really care for her. You're really best of friends..."
"No. Not really. Helena..."
He looked as if he wanted to say something but the kitchen door suddenly opened and sister Anne, along two police officers entered.
"Axcell, Helena. These officers just want to ask you something.... Excuse me..." Then, the nun quickly scuttled away like a scared mouse.
I looked at the two detectives. One is a lanky man in his thirti
