"You don't have a choice."
"Ugh," I groan and look at my phone. "I need to get in there before I'm late, but this conversation is not over. I'll be out in a bit." I slam the helmet down on my seat before I walk into the station. "Hello," I greet the man at the front desk. "I'm here to see Detective Fisher."
"Of course, can I tell him who's here?"
"Yes Raven Westgate, this is in regards to the break-in at my apartment."
"Of course, take a seat right over there and I'll let him know you're here."
"Thank you." I sit down and wait a few minutes for the detective to finally come out. Once he does I follow him back to an interview room.
"Thank you for coming in to see me today."
"Oh of course, I'm as eager to get this settled as anyone."
"Right, right. So let's get started, the first th
