Chapter 35
The police station smelled like burnt coffee and desperation.
Harper sat beside Sebastian in the waiting area, her leg bouncing with nervous energy. They had barely slept after Detective Morrison's call. Every sound in the penthouse had made them jump. Every shadow seemed threatening. By the time morning came, they were both exhausted and wired.
Detective Morrison finally appeared, gesturing for them to follow him to a small conference room. He looked like he had not slept either, his tie loosened and dark circles under his eyes.
"Thank you for coming in so early," Morrison said, closing the door behind them. He laid a folder on the table but did not open it yet. "What I am about to tell you does not leave this room until we have confirmed everything. Understood?"
"Understo
