[Olivia]:
It's been three hours since I was thrown in here and no one had come check on me or tell me what exactly the f**k was happening. Not even the officers. I'd spent the first hour yelling and calling for anyone but there seemed to be no one around to answer.
I was confined in an interrogation room with barely enough ventilation and I was starting to hate how it smelled. The only window was the one at the topmost side of the northern part of the room, almost close to the roof. It was as useless as an airless room.
I didn't forget the handcuffs that confined my hands to the table. I could barely move. There was no escape for me.
I mean, what was the use of escaping if I even had a chance? They already knew my face and all of my details and until my name was cleared, I was going
