[Detective Itzayana's Pov]
[Police Station]
[Special Secretary Johnson's office]
[6 pm, evening]
I was normalizing myself, standing in front of the Special Secretary's office. Because of the higher up orders about the Daniel case, my mind was shaken. I spent many days investigating, and in the end they wanted me to quit. I cannot tolerate this. I will never allow them to throw my hard work in the locker to rot.
I took a deep breath and peered through the closed door. Secretary Johnson was pacing the room with anger and anxiety. After some time, he would stop and look at the clock on the wall. He was moving his arms back and forth restlessly while walking.
Before entering the room, I knocked gently on the door, and entered the room. As soon as I walked in, his quick steps relaxed, a
